My Monster Moofy

There’s a monster under my bed who changes like a chameleon . He can be motionless like a rock with a tail, or he can strike with blinding speed, like a lightning bolt with claws. My monster’s name is Moofy. His ears are as pointy as tortilla chips . His tongue is as pink as bubblegum , and his teeth are as sharp as swords. By day, Moofy is a fur rug in the sunshine. By night, he’s a pair of glowing headlights in the darkness. With those opening lines, we’ve already encountered similes using lik