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Anita_a Posted 21 years ago

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An aborning poem
in a dulcet voice
extemporaneous
raiment with frills
empyrean of glory
Promethean with thoughts
pastiche of myth
And sagacious concern
prinked and coiffed for show
redolent with aroma of life
in acerbic tone
of fecund imagination
And the outcome
A recherché poem.

  

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Well, I know that is a little tough to understand without the dictionary! How's this one with a lot of verbs..... Rage I pulled my hair I stomped my feet I wringed my hands I cried I screamed I shouted I bbroke a vase I threw things away My eyes became red My eyebrows twiched My nostrils flared up The hair on my skin stood up The heat flapped up my ears I lost control of myself I burst with rage I was madly in Love.

— Anita_a

  • Well, I know that is a little tough to understand without the dictionary!
  • How's this one with a lot of verbs.....
  • Rage I pulled my hair I stomped my feet I wringed my hands I cried I screamed I shouted I bbroke a vase I threw things away My eyes became red My eyebrows twiched My nostrils flared up The hair on my skin stood up The heat flapped up my ears I lost control of myself I burst with rage I was madly in Love.
  • I didn't know what to do!
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Well, I know that is a little tough to understand without the dictionary! How's this one with a lot of verbs.....


Rage

I pulled my hair
I stomped my feet
I wringed my hands
I cried
I screamed
I shouted
I bbroke a vase
I threw things away
My eyes became red
My eyebrows twiched
My nostrils flared up
The hair on my skin
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