07 Aug Literary Devices

Hyperbole:

I run so, so fast, that I can beat my dog in a race.

I had to sleep for 100 hours to get my rest back.

Not even a cow can satisfy my hunger.

Imagery:

She smells as a garden full of fresh watered roses.

She is rough as piece of meteorite.

Her lips taste bitter and strong.

Inversion:

Can she really swim the whole lake?

They said it is going to be a cloudy week, but, will it rain?

As soon as you get out of class, you will be free.

Metaphor:

You, my sunshine morning, my sunset afternoon.

Her tear drops flooded my soul.

My life is a stage and I suffer from stage fright.

Owymoron:

My art direction is always pretty ugly.

Yeah call me later, because now im busy doing nothing.

My boyfriend is the worst big baby I have ever met.

Puns:

Sleeping phill slept for days.

They were all cornfused back in the corn fields.

Both eggs cracked of laughter.