The parlorwas as grayas thewaters of anocean.The parlorwas adeadbeast.The path ofkerosene laylike a trackof some evilsnake.The doorgasped,and startedto shut."It will takeages to sortthrough allof these!"The bomberplanes werewhistling likean immense,invisible fan.She steppedon the gaslike somewild, mindlessbeast.The firecackled asit consumedthe house.Her facewas anempty, blankspace.She wasbeginning toshriek now, likea wax dollmelting in itsown heat.The fumesand the firedanced andsparked intolife.Eachpage wasa blackbutterfly.He kickedthe bottle,like kicking aburied mine.The pagesweredelicate, likethe petals ofa flower.Her smilewas likesunshine.Mildred's eyeswere wideopen and pale,like two pale,empty moons.The firecoughedthenignited.I've told you ahundredtimes, theparlor wallsare my family.The doorbellshrieked,"Mrs. Montag!Someone ishere."Her face wasa tomb asshe watchedand watchedand watched.It took foreverto open thedoor, and evenlonger to stashthe book underhis pillow.The car waslike a blackbeetle,armored andshiny.The trainhissedlike asnakeThe rain wasa softblanketon hisshoulders.The parlorwas as grayas thewaters of anocean.The parlorwas adeadbeast.The path ofkerosene laylike a trackof some evilsnake.The doorgasped,and startedto shut."It will takeages to sortthrough allof these!"The bomberplanes werewhistling likean immense,invisible fan.She steppedon the gaslike somewild, mindlessbeast.The firecackled asit consumedthe house.Her facewas anempty, blankspace.She wasbeginning toshriek now, likea wax dollmelting in itsown heat.The fumesand the firedanced andsparked intolife.Eachpage wasa blackbutterfly.He kickedthe bottle,like kicking aburied mine.The pagesweredelicate, likethe petals ofa flower.Her smilewas likesunshine.Mildred's eyeswere wideopen and pale,like two pale,empty moons.The firecoughedthenignited.I've told you ahundredtimes, theparlor wallsare my family.The doorbellshrieked,"Mrs. Montag!Someone ishere."Her face wasa tomb asshe watchedand watchedand watched.It took foreverto open thedoor, and evenlonger to stashthe book underhis pillow.The car waslike a blackbeetle,armored andshiny.The trainhissedlike asnakeThe rain wasa softblanketon hisshoulders.

Fahrenheit 451 Figurative Language Bingo - Call List

(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.


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  1. The parlor was as gray as the waters of an ocean.
  2. The parlor was a dead beast.
  3. The path of kerosene lay like a track of some evil snake.
  4. The door gasped, and started to shut.
  5. "It will take ages to sort through all of these!"
  6. The bomber planes were whistling like an immense, invisible fan.
  7. She stepped on the gas like some wild, mindless beast.
  8. The fire cackled as it consumed the house.
  9. Her face was an empty, blank space.
  10. She was beginning to shriek now, like a wax doll melting in its own heat.
  11. The fumes and the fire danced and sparked into life.
  12. Each page was a black butterfly.
  13. He kicked the bottle, like kicking a buried mine.
  14. The pages were delicate, like the petals of a flower.
  15. Her smile was like sunshine.
  16. Mildred's eyes were wide open and pale, like two pale, empty moons.
  17. The fire coughed then ignited.
  18. I've told you a hundred times, the parlor walls are my family.
  19. The doorbell shrieked, "Mrs. Montag! Someone is here."
  20. Her face was a tomb as she watched and watched and watched.
  21. It took forever to open the door, and even longer to stash the book under his pillow.
  22. The car was like a black beetle, armored and shiny.
  23. The train hissed like a snake
  24. The rain was a soft blanket on his shoulders.