MY SLED RAN OUT OF GAS

My sled ran right out of gas,
On a river in a pass,
The ice broke,
Then, steamy smoke,
And, I got wet full mass. 

NO GINGERBREAD FOR WHEN I SLED

Someone ate my gingerbread,
That I had saved for riding sled,
Now, out through the snow,
I must hungry go,
Without being gingerbread fed.