The

King of pop

The

clerks are

like sailors navigating

the sea of paper

He smiled a sweet smile of a crocodile

To

give up the ghost

Santa’s helpers are known as subordinate Clauses

speaking silence

The sword is the worst argument

that can be used

I

hate your do-it-yourself, go-it-alone attitude

The sky lamp of the night

He

fished for compliments & trout