Literary Device Game



When he reached the top of the hill, he felt as strong as a steel gate.

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I made myself a snowball
As perfect as could be
I thought I’d keep it as a pet
and let it sleep with me
I made it some pajamas
and a pillow for its head.
Then last night it ran away,
but first – it wet the bed.
by Shel Silverstein