In the vast world of prose and the unending seas of rhetoric, Alliteration has found no better friend than itself. Alliteration, lonely and languished, decided to try its hand at friendship. Alas, it found flaws with them all: Metaphor was pretentious, Hyperbole was hyperactive and Meter was a total douche. Finally, exasperated, Alliteration found the one literary device that could fulfill its every repetitive desire: itself. Now, Alliteration is living the lovely life with its lone love — and let it tell you, Alliteration is super satisfied.
Best Friends: Alliterations and Themselves
