Prompt for the day- “today I challenge you to write a poem in the voice of a member of your family.”
Hello there, my name is Isaac,
I’m five-years-old and I’m a prize act,
I love to shoot my plastic gun,
And with my brothers, we have fun!
I pretend when I’m outside,
A lion comes and I can’t hide,
But with my plastic gun and knives,
They’re all I need to stay alive.
When Papa takes us camping out,
I love to catch a rainbow trout,
And when I grow as big as him,
I’ll shoot a moose right in the chin.
Although I’m strong and usually bold,
I am afraid of folks who’re old,
The ones that live in tiny rooms,
Make me think of ghosts and ghouls.
But great-grand folk are not that scary,
I’m getting over being wary,
Although they’re old and talk quite funny,
They brought us each an Easter bunny!
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