This is me, frozen on the wall, but still a terror for pesky tourists like this Indian in a jacket
They come to my home and strut about like they own the place, creating a terrible racket
’tis a pity that I cannot move around much as my lower body is across the wall
Or I would have taught these imbeciles a suitable lesson for their brazen gall
But being in a state of limbo for 200 years does give you some time to think and plan
The thrill of the hunt anyways lies in doing what your prey does not think you possibly can
So, after a lot of iterations, I have crafted a strategy befitting an apex predator like me
It involves oodles of guile, deviousness, and cunning, just thinking about it fills my frozen heart with glee
The first step in this master plan, let me finally reveal today
Is to lure unsuspecting tourists through this sign, and lead them astray
Feeling perfectly safe, the poor fools keep coming closer to me, while I put on my cutest smile and just wait
And then they try to tickle my chin, saying “So cute”, blatantly ignoring the second warning note, till it is just a bit too late
jagahdilmein 
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Another lovely memory from our Norway trip almost two years ago. The pics are from Longyearbyen in Svalbard, the northernmost town in the world.