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flashing with sunlight

Metaphor

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FAME IS A BEE - METAPHOR

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Fame is a bee.

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Aint no crystal

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Fame is a bee

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FAME IS A BEE

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fame is a bee

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It's had tacks in it, and splinters, and boards torn up,

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Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

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And everyone, everyone pointed up and shouted

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Personification- I'se been a-climbin' on,

And reachin' landin's,

And turnin' corners,

This is describing the mothers life

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Life ain't no crystal stair

Metaphor

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flashing with sunlight

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Life for me ain't been no crystal stair

Metaphor

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A line of elms plunging and tossing like HORSES

(Personification and Simile)

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On little cat feet

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Flashing with sunlight

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A line of elms plunging and tossing like horses personification and similie

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A few white clouds all rushing eastward. Personification

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The fog comes on little cat feet Metaphor

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A line of elms plunging and tossing like hourses

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the half-grown chrysanthemums staring up like accusers

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White clouds all rushing eastward.

Personification

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It sits looking over the harbor and city

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Fame is a bee.

Metaphor

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the wind billowing out of the seat of my britches

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My feet crackling splinters of glass and dried putty

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Elms plunging and tossing like horses