Tsk tsk tsk. For shame, Christopher! Before I expound upon your next project, allow me to produce my own. Here is a poem that I just wrote to reflect my feelings about my very busy weekend.

Fire and Water

Water leads to the demise of fire.
Or does it?
Have you ever seen a drizzle
dowse a fierce flame?
Of course not.
A petty sprinkle
only urges on the blaze;
It is the music
urging it to dance on
and on and
on.

But when a wave crashes
an unexpecting party,
the flames quickly submit
to the overwhelming
suffocation.
Even embers cannot last
amidst the pools
of exhaustion.

But thus is the nature
of heated passion
and its dangerous relationship with
its friend and enemy.
Though it may have the potential
to perpetuate the fire
indefinitely,
Beware the waves
that rise inevitably from
the ocean of life.

We must protect our flames.

*bows* And now, Christopher, for tomorrow’s project you must…create a portrait in my image. But not just any portrait. You may only use construction paper. Ripped up and/or shredded construction paper. You may use what adhesive (if any) you like in order to put and keep it all together. GOOD LUCK TO YOU SIR.