Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Yukon Spell Two

I found and lost my Yukon gold,

Wrote a poem on the Yukon spell.

So am back there in icy cold,

And to the yeller stuff I yell,

"It's lookin' for you that is fun,"

"Especially this time and place."

I'm addicted prospecting one,

Surely an incurable case.

This time and place more gold I found,

When I slipped down a mountainside,

Into a glacier I be bound,

Gold all around me as I died.

A glacier frozen stiff no doubt,

Till global warming thaws me out.