Hyperbole of the day

Her brain is the size of a pea.

Her legs are like the trunks of oak trees.

Her eyes are like the oceans
Her tears make skin lotions;
I mix them with the stings from a bee.

Her smile is like daybreak at night.
She has phenomenalogical sight.
She’s an author de haute
I love toute ses mots
Existentially, this is all very trite

His head is as big as the sun
He has four eyes  and they can all run.
His feet are like lead
And so is his bed.
Yet he’s quite  as chaste as  an  old hot cross bun.

My cat is as big as lion
I call her Ms Ariel from Zion.
She bites foxes and sheep
And made a dog weep.
I am unsure if she ought to stop tryin’

Learning:
Phenomenology (from Greek phainómenon “that which appears” and lógos “study”) is the philosophical study of the structures of experience and consciousness.
Phenomenology (philosophy) – Wikipedia, the free …
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phenomenology_(philosophy)