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

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