And now for the third installment highlighting the literary creativity of some of those on whom our future prosperity depends in their English Language Essays.
16. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
17. The plan was simple, like my mate Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
18. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for while.
19. "Oh, Jason, take me!" she panted, her breasts heaving like a student on 31p-a-pint night.
20. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
21. Her artistic sense was exquisitely refined, like someone who can tell butter from "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter."
22. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
23. The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a lamppost.
And possibly my favourite….
24. It was a working class tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with their power tools.
A final batch to follow.