The Wind
The wind
The wind stood up and gave a shout.
The wind stood up and gave a shout.
< p>He whistled on his fingers andKicked the withered leaves about
He whistled on his fingers and blew the withered leaves about
And thumped the branches with his hand
slap the branches with his arm
And said that he'd kill and kill,
And so he will and so he will.
He said he would destroy it,
He will! He will!
Metaphors
I'm a riddle in nine syllables,
I'm a riddle in nine syllables
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
A melon strolling on two tendrils. Wandering
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
Oh, red fruit, ivory, fine timbers
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising .
Big fluffy bread
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
In Fuman's wallet are newly printed banknotes
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
I ate a bag of green apples
Boarded the train there's no getting off.
Living there is no end, no way Coming off the train.