1. Summary: He gave love to a poem on tomatoes and how delicious the tomatoes were in the salad with other ingredients.
2. Shifts: Unfortunately, we must murder it. It is the wedding of the day. Happily, it is wed to clear the onion.
3. Title:The title states that he just he's loving and being appreciative of how tomatoes shape the way around him. Also, he is adding other ingredients involving the salad to make it sound more zesty.
4. Theme: Savor the moment and don't let it pass.
5. Personification: Onion and tomato get married. Potatoes bubbling salt has no magnetism. Tomatoes cant invade kitchens. Tomatoes can't populates salads.
6. Connotations: No Connotations
7. Conflict: Man vs. Man
A real thinking man's game
One that requires accuracy and precision
Make sure you keep your attention on the ball
Stay focused and never stray off course
Lowest score wins the whole tournament
But practice is essential to you becoming a superstar
An individual sport; that requires patience and skill
Only you are your own coach and teacher
Everybody wants to be a Tiger Woods
A big name superstar with golf type publicity
But to get there u have to start here and better your game
Become a better player and advance your game to the next level
If you would have it so,
I will end my singing.
If it sets your heart aflutter,
I will take away my eyes from your face.
If it suddenly startles you in your walk,
I will step aside and take another path.
If it confuses you in your flower-weaving,
I will shun your lonely garden.
If it makes the water wanton and wild,
I will not row my boat by your bank.
The explanation I have for this poem is that Rabindrath Tagore is explaining a gift not to a materialistic things but to something coming special from the heart of importance. Sometimes a gift doesn't haven't come from buying something; sometimes it might just have to come from appreciation. So many people ask for materialistic things in life however; in this poem he even says his singing is a gift.
He hesitates as he tries to find the right note
There is no one speaking so there's no need for quotes.
The alto sax is like a story in a book
All you have to do is open your eats and take a look
Jazz is a journey; the saxophonist is a raconteur
The fans in the jazz club screaming they want more.
You can tell that his notes of rhythm and blues produce depth
For his panache is greatly seen and his skills are uniquely adept.
For fear is not his horn he doesn't possess
For his sound is so intrepid as the beautiful sound comes out
As the band follows him into the land of the unknown
His horn now in the heavens for it has stretched its wings and has flown
As the song moves on and towards the end of the song
All the people can do is nod their heads to the beat and dance along
Since the last note is played and the musicians take a bow
The lead alto sax says I think I'll write some more jazz
Tick,tock, tick, tock, tick, BOOM!!!!
What noise was that? Did you hear it? Could you feel it?
That's your destiny calling you;
Will you accept the challenge or be intrepid and fall back?
Every second is whispering to you don't let it be acrid
Only you can decide your own fate.
Do not feel trepidation when the doors of your gate open
Only on your own two feet can you walk in
Decision-making is essential and substantial
Only you can judge your own judgment which is judgmental
For skill is necessary when it comes to getting the job done right
In order to reach your destiny you must be belligerent and not afraid of the bright lights
Tick, tock ,tick, tock right there again, there goes that sound.
What will you do when it comes around
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