5 things about a drill – Personification poem

The drill started screaming as soon as it was turned on. It slashed around at everything around it.

It destroyed the asphalt with it’s gigantic metal hand.

The drill angrily smashed the building to pieces, screaming about his pain.

The grey metal of the drill was scratched from going into battle with asphalt a million times.

The drill madly mashed the footpath to rubble.





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