Frost Bitten and Shivering

The sun shines brightly on the shimmering ice,

Frost bitten and shivering, the world comes to life

The light hits my lids and they begin to open

Then I move my big toe and the spell is broken.

With a crunch and crack, I am startled awake,

Back in my body, and boy does it ache

My toes cry out, my spine starts to moan,

I wiggle my fingers and out pops a groan.

Last night as he painted the windows of homes,

That bastard Jack Frost invaded my bones.

He covered them with ice, that crunches and cracks,

From the tips of my toes to the top of my back.

I don’t want to get up, I don’t want to stand,

But deep down inside, I’ve heard a demand,

Though snug in my bed is where I wish to be,

The undeniable fact is, I need to go pee.