Gleaming, glittering, sparkling like crystal,
Angles and planes human in form,
Frozen solid, a fire burning inside,
The man of ice, riding the ice slide.
Gleaming, glittering, sparkling like crystal,
Cutting, piercing, unending barrage,
Razor sharp shards hailing from all around,
An ice storm strikes at the Iceman's command.
Gleaming, glittering, sparkling like crystal,
Breathing, thinking screams to a stop,
Locked in time, in biting cold agony,
Mutant opponent frozen in a block.
Gleaming, glittering, sparkling like crystal,
Glowing, twinking, pearly and white,
Quipping and joking but nobody's chump,
The Iceman stands grinning in triumph.
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