Verse 1: In a world where words come alive, Metaphors paint the sky, they thrive. Allegories whisper secrets in the wind, Hidden meanings where stories begin. Chorus: Literary devices, oh, can't you see? They bring color to our poetry. Metaphor, allegory, and onomatopoeia, Alliteration, oxymoron, they bring euphoria. Verse 2: Onomatopoeia, sounds that talk, “Buzz,” “crash,” “whisper” in the writer's walk. Alliteration adds that rhythmic grace, “Silly snakes slither” in a tight embrace. Chorus: Literary devices, oh, can't you see? They bring color to our poetry. Metaphor, allegory, and onomatopoeia, Alliteration, oxymoron, they bring euphoria. Bridge: Oxymorons with their sweet contradictions, “Bittersweet symphony” in the writer's diction. Similes draw lines, as clear as day, “Like a river,” the words find their way. Verse 3: Hyperbole takes us to the extreme, “I'm so hungry I could eat a dream.” Personification breathes life into the inanimate, “The sun smiled,” in ways so animate. Chorus: Literary devices, oh, can't you see? They bring color to our poetry. Metaphor, allegory, and onomatopoeia, Alliteration, oxymoron, they bring euphoria. Outro: So let's celebrate the art of the pen, With literary devices, time and again. In every line, in every story's thread, They make words dance, and our minds spread.


