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Thursday 15 March 2012

Simile

She was pretty as my mum’s new car.

It was old as nanny mcphee.

He took off like a fly.

The pig smelt like mud.

The old man was as mean as a lion.

My Grandmother was as gentle as a butterfly.

He was new like a clean apple

He ate quick as a monster





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