Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what Iʻve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
“Traitor.”
” … whut?”
“That poet dude, dude. He’s a traitor!”
“What? Why?? What’d he do?!? He singin’ tha praises a ISIS in secret code ‘r somethin’?”
“He’s sellin’ out his own, dude, that’s what! ‘I hold with those who favor fire’. Who tha hell he think he is?”
“I don’ get it, dude …”
“Tha dude’s name’s Frost, dude! What would you call it?”
“A dude what needs ta chill? Yo, I wasn’t there, I dunno. Mebbe, deep down, he wanted ta be a HR director, yeah?”
“So he c’ld fire people an’ then give ’em tha cold shoulder?”
“Well, hey, then they’d have someplace ta put their shave ice without it meltin’ so fast. Or mebbe he didn’t wanna fire ’em, jus’ fire ’em up.”
“Never did come ta Hawai‘i, did he?”
“Dunno. Not that I heard.”
“‘Cause if’n he’d been here, he’d a known ya don’t need ta fire people up here. Tha place will do it fer ya. Specially if ya live down Pahoa way. Ya want a Fire Rock, tha mountain’ll send a whole river a it yer way.”
“Yeah. Speakin’ a tha world endin’ in fire. But I guess folk there ‘r votin’ wit’ that Frost guy, else they wouldn’t be livin’ there.”
“I ain’t so sure ’bout that. Looks ta me like they’d be real happy ta freeze that lava, like, solid.”
“Ya reckon?”
“Yeah, dude. Why else would ya be readin’ all ’bout it on this website called HawaiiNewSnow? Huh?”
“Dude … argh. Just say goodnight, dude.”
“Goodnight, dude.”
Well done.
When the dudes start talking about snow I get nervous.