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peter piper pecked a pick of pickled peppers.

the trees were talking to me

The notebook was like a diary

THE LEMON PUCKERED MY LIPS AND MADE MY TASTE BUDS TINGLE

THE FURRY RABBIT'S WHISKERS TICKLED MY TOES.

THE POLLUTED AIR ATTACKED MY NOSE AND CLOGGED UP MY SINUSES.

the apple smelt so good

HIS WHISPERING SCRATCHED IN MY AND WHISPERED IN MY BRAIN.

SEVEN SILLY SWANS SWAM SILENTLY SEAWARD

The apple tasted so juicy

MY SHOES ARE WINGS THAT CARRY ME ACROSS THE TRACK

her heart was gold

THE DOG WOOFED WHEN THE DOORBELL DINGED.

I heard the noise of the rock band screaming

THE SUN WAS LIKE A HOT PANCAKE IN THE SKY

THE WIND WHISTLED A HAPPY TUNE

THE WATER WAS A DEEP, COOL BLUE AND SO STILL IT APPEARED TO BE GLASS.

boom! the villain exploded

the silk felt so smooth

I saw the brown tree

Personification

smell imagery

metaphor

SMELL IMAGE

sight imagery

ALLITERATION

SIGHT IMAGE

touch imagery

METAPHOR

SOUND IMAGE

simile

ONOMATOPOEIA

TOUCH IMAGE

PERSONIFICATION

TASTE IMAGE

imagery sound

taste image

Onomateopoeia

SIMILE

alliteration