My hair is as spiky as a sharp knife in the kitchen cutting a tomato,it feels like a broom waving against my hand.
My eyes are a pile of mud in a rugby stadium getting squished by a black rugby ball.
My smile is as bright as a star and as red as a raspberry.
By S.F
(Image from http://www.rugbystore.co.nz/future-all-black-rugby-ball.jpg)
Wow your class has been working hard, these similies are fantastic.
ReplyDeleteSF
ReplyDeleteYou are a writer and a rugby player. Maybe your future is as bright as your smile.
Cynthia Manion