The dark foggy water rise up my nose, ears plugged making me feel uncontrollable. Hearing hollow sounds and yells with no words from above, my body Slowey sinking down like an anchor, but l'm as
sway as seaweed in water and cold as ice.

Question: Is this even a poem? It is about me drowning in a river and for hw I had a make a poem about a story I have and it’s supposed to have 3 figurative language.

Which sentence best describes the biased way the author approaches this topic? boars = bacon. and gammon, chops, sausages and feel your salivary glands begin to tingle at the thought of your teeth sinking into that first tender mouthful, and you will be half way towards a sensible attitude towards these creatures. they’re pigs. porkers, hogs, swine, if you will. they dig up people’s gardens, occasionally attack their dogs, spread disease and generally cause a nuisance. in culinary terms, they’re no different to cows or sheep or any of the other feeble-minded, four-legged frolickers which, in various pasties, pies and other assorted pastry cases, end up on our steaming plates on a daily basis. low in fat but high in deliciousness, by eating a wild boar you aren’t depriving poor little peppa and george of a long-lost cousin, but rather reaffirming your god-given position at the top of the food chain. if a boar could eat you it would, thus i say we should return the favour with interest. so say no to the misty-eyed squealers and man up, tuck in and pig out!

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What is the main idea of this paragraph? asap