Ice To Vice Poem by gnrao rao

The vice chairman
Had man a vice,
He had drinks
with cubes of ice.
He played dice,
where there were many mice,
His wife's hair was full of lice,
They both had curd rice,
Ice, ice, it is not nice,
To have water with ice,
for you will catch cold nice,
It is a game of dice,
The cat could not be
driven away by the mice,
louse is the singular form
of lice,
Telling lies she had no lice,
she was scratching her head nice,
is this wise or vice?
What do you think?