Chariots Of Bums
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Radiator...
Snoring,
At the edge of the room,
Churning,
It will warm up soon,
Hissing,
Is that actually normal. Fizzing,
Come on, surely that's all?. Shaking,
Hang in there mate,
Burping,
Couldn't that wait.
Silence Or Not.
Silence prevails once again,. All you can hear is the pitter patter of the rain,. The tap that drips continuously,. The wind that howls furiously,. The click and bumps of the radiators warming up,.
Onomatopoeia
TICKTOCK went the old wooden clock
BEEP went the alarm as I woke with shock
HUMM came the sound from the big White fan
My eggs SIZZLED in the hot frying pan
I grabbed the handle OUCH this is...