Thursday, April 10, 2014

Ice-Man



The Celsius soared forty. The sun turned naughty.

"Here melts my ice-cream," the little child would scream.

Tired of heat the people prayed, and thus, the God obeyed.

Brushing past the clouds, gliding like a star, emerged the superhero, from somewhere very far.

Dressed in white, and goggles dark, he wasn't Peter Parker, neither Kent Clark.

With a flash, he produced ice, people smiled, and said he was nice.

"Who are you, Mr Hottie?" asked a young cutie.

"Don't call me hot, that I am not. I am cold, I am bold, with an anti-summer plan, my name Ice-Man."


This 99 word fiction is shared with Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - I.




23 comments:

  1. Haha I love the way this rhymes! We all need an ice man in Mumbai. It's only april and the sun is being it's naughty self!

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    1. Wait ... let me send him to Mumbai :p

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  2. ha..ha...it's cute ...it's sweet ...and it's so cool :):)

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  3. Hahaha this was so cute, so sweet, so awesome! :)

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  4. Haha! Ice-man is so sweet and ofcourse cool ! :D :D

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  5. If you tell such stories to your little ones, you are the best DAD EVER!

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    1. Little ones in the future I mean :/

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    2. Ha ha ... yes I get that :p

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  6. Really cute story Amrit :)

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  7. Boss, if you have some contacts send the bugger to Bangalore. Its really hot here.

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  8. haha.. Send that Ice-Man to Ahmedabad please.. Its pretty hot in here :P

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  9. Such a cute little story with a wonderful rhyming scheme.

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  10. Love it! The rhymes are really good!

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