A difference inwhat youexpect tohappen andwhat actuallyhappensFree!The moon was aghostlygalleon tossed uponcloudy seas,The road was aribbon of moonlightoverthe purple moor,Fame is abee. / It hasasong -- / Ithas a stingO, she doth teach thetorches to burnbright!It seems she hangsuponthe cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in anEthiope’s ear;An extremeexaggeration“It went zipwhen itmoved and bopwhen it stopped,And whirr whenit stood still! O brawlinglove! Olovinghate!There’s a faucet in thebasement / that haddripped one drop allyearsince he fixed it, wecan’tfind it / without wearingscuba gear.Givinghumanqualities tosomethingnot humanLike burnt-out torchesbya sick man'sbedDeep into thatdarknesspeering, long I stoodthere wondering,fearing,Doubting, dreamingdreamsno mortal ever dared todream before.I've told herno less thana milliontimes thatlove mattersWordsthat mimicsoundsI can resistanythingbuttemptationO, she doth teach thetorches to burnbright!It seems she hangsuponthe cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in anEthiope’s ear;A difference inwhat youexpect tohappen andwhat actuallyhappensFree!The moon was aghostlygalleon tossed uponcloudy seas,The road was aribbon of moonlightoverthe purple moor,Fame is abee. / It hasasong -- / Ithas a stingO, she doth teach thetorches to burnbright!It seems she hangsuponthe cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in anEthiope’s ear;An extremeexaggeration“It went zipwhen itmoved and bopwhen it stopped,And whirr whenit stood still! O brawlinglove! Olovinghate!There’s a faucet in thebasement / that haddripped one drop allyearsince he fixed it, wecan’tfind it / without wearingscuba gear.Givinghumanqualities tosomethingnot humanLike burnt-out torchesbya sick man'sbedDeep into thatdarknesspeering, long I stoodthere wondering,fearing,Doubting, dreamingdreamsno mortal ever dared todream before.I've told herno less thana milliontimes thatlove mattersWordsthat mimicsoundsI can resistanythingbuttemptationO, she doth teach thetorches to burnbright!It seems she hangsuponthe cheek of nightLike a rich jewel in anEthiope’s ear;

Figurative Language - 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. A difference in what you expect to happen and what actually happens
  2. Free!
  3. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
  4. Fame is a bee. / It has a song -- / It has a sting
  5. O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope’s ear;
  6. An extreme exaggeration
  7. “It went zip when it moved and bop when it stopped, And whirr when it stood still!
  8. O brawling love! O loving hate!
  9. There’s a faucet in the basement / that had dripped one drop all year since he fixed it, we can’t find it / without wearing scuba gear.
  10. Giving human qualities to something not human
  11. Like burnt-out torches by a sick man's bed
  12. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
  13. I've told her no less than a million times that love matters
  14. Words that mimic sounds
  15. I can resist anything but temptation
  16. O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope’s ear;