Let the games begin. 52 challenges in 52 weeks, a poem a week from the challenge thread.
#1 2009 Survivor Bonus Round Challenge #6: Summer
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art hot and wet, when on my face you lay.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's eve?
Though art a douche, I do believe!
Shall I compare thee to the ocean's wave?
I'd like you tied, your moon, my slave.
Shall I compare thee to the beach's sand?
Clingy and so hard to stand.
Though art fierce like the burning sun,
away with me please say you'll run.
Though art dense like the sun's hard core,
and all thy talk, I find a bore.
My dreams you do dash like a volleyball,
but I'll try again when it cools in fall.