Hooray! Once you finish your poem today, you will be one-third of the way to completion. Isn't that awesome? And isn't this month speeding by so fast? Possibly even, too fast?
Well, it's not over yet. Today, I want you to write a "survival of the fittest" poem. Try to come up with a poem relating to your theme that plays around with the idea of the survival of the fittest. If you think about it long enough, you may be surprised with what you discover.
Here's my attempt for the day:
You can be good in school,
but I'll still follow you home;
you can lock your doors,
but I'll still force my way inside;
you can hide in your closet,
but I'll still find you right away;
you can stab me in the face,
but I'll still rise up again;
you can shoot me out a window,
but you can never find my body;
you can go to sleep at night,
but you can't forget my name,
or my William Shatner mask.