1) a poetry of ordinary elephant. as big an ear as larger than other things. the trunk is the knowing, and can squirt too! the feet are like things that are often similar, hoofs of big enough. wrinkly grey skin, good for being an elephant. look in the elephant eyes and see elephant eyes, just like that! the elephant weighs more than your average, but you knew that. the movie was excellent!!!
2) spotted neck portion is as tall as most giraffes. really bears down to tall. chews food, definitely eats things. horn things there for whatever. when you bring home a giraffe, you've brought home something. when you bring home two, you've outdone yourself!
3) oak tree as tall as Robert Bly thought. look at the fact that the green leaves are like greener than other things less green. and this is breathing! he might use a pen, might use a typewriter, might try a computer, just to get on down the words in situation. roams he the places where he can go, to throw light on what he lately got to think. remember: he got to translate Spanish! he is friends with other people, almost all the time, or so I hear.
4) a dog has ears and loves to run the way they do. if they ran another way, it would be other than dog. it's true that some dogs are a little like the rocks that aren't that big. it is also true that some rocks are as big as large dogs. furthermore, dogs pee where they consider the most efficacious, altho long words bother dogs. still, my dog is excellent in regards when I feed him, there he is. he chases the cat sometimes, but it's okay.
5) poetry of cat? might try. mine likes catfood, standing well to reason. with stripes and catlike grace, walks like fog into Chicago, you would think. or you would after a time spent reading about how you can do anything. my cat will be as silly as yours,of course, and we're all together on this front. he likes to look out the window particular.
5) squirrels were deadly maybe in the other days, but today they are grey, or brown, or black, or so. they flip from trees, eat a lot of when they can, and you think how like rats are rodents. do you have a squirrel in a tree? never! a squirrel is a thing when you look out there sometimes, altho but you never have one. they're just too fast if that's a fact.
6) Robert Lowell got over it in time to die pretty much. we didn't have to agree with him, but it happens that poetry can be anytime. some of it is like how you think of language on the top of books,then open the book, and see the deeper part. Robert Lowell was like that, tho you have to be ready for it.
6) take a kangaroo as a blurry instant. blurry because of hind legs that consider each step a leap in spots of easy diagrams. a sentence could work its way out, hopping to and fro like you have a season. the kangaroo is a basic wallop, likely unshared but possibly there's a point in time. a phrase that Darwin posed upon the beaches or the rocky cleft, desperate only inside a minute quantity before examining the next step. it's a great, muscular leap, that's what it is. great kangaroo moment that will do a good in school. choose a marsupial exam paper as a test of poetry's heap. then, with only your hind legs poised, go over, over, over.
7) ants eat things too, eat them a lot! were ever you considerable with your fancy mandible the size of the words it takes to say so? ants were and are, every day and then some. the ant is mightier by diagram and by assumption of polity where size means a map has to excuse the smaller places. which leg of yours really compares with six like an ant? and the language touching antennae, just so radiant in the beginning of looking at them right to the end. when a poem counts as an ant, you have a machine at work! and work can be your machine, your poem out of poetry's hole, to the bottom of any ant.
8) your average bird, say robin, like a bull controlled by wings. altho a robin doesn't plan to chase Farmer Brown to the commission of détente, but it could be a pleasure to grasp a branch with your talon-like words or word-like talons, even if winter winds blow frore thru your vocabulary. loosen the transition between here and there among your words. flight is a line of thinking, as bold robins make sure that more robins fill the spaces. poetry sometimes leaves a poem, which is practically a given for the force of using what we know. if we knew all bird things, like a robin might, our language would push thru just so. the cat sits in the window because the robins flap about outside.
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