Verbs are dead when Enshrined in a dictionary. They come into being when We breathe them into life. Nouns are clothes Embodying things seen or unseen. We are clad as children Parents, teachers, and else. Prepositions are nomads Roaming a savanna – Searching for nouns To keep warm in winter. Adverbs are playwrights Wielding their magical quills And setting scenes For the play of A-Z. Adjectives are painters Pumping a river of hues To characterize different worlds – Real, surreal, impressionist or else. Connectives are doctors Performing generative operations To extend a sentence’s life, Before Death drops a period. Auxiliaries are pianists Playing chamber music Under different modes imparting Certainty, probability, or obligation. Determiners are the GPS, Locating and identifying A target’s state – definite or indefinite Or given or new. Participles are retired soldiers – Failing to fight again but Retelling and spinning tales Of their glorious past as verbs. Subordinators are social class makers Nicely marrying each clause But cruelly drawing a line Between what is main and subordinate. Exclamations are Santa Claus, Rarely knocking on our door. But once visiting, they Refresh us by surprise! -- http://blog.xuite.net/eddyguitar/music http://www.rockacola.com/music/artist.asp?artist_no=21325 Eddy的词曲创作小宇宙 --

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