Cliché

November 15, 2010 § 4 Comments

Cliché is originally  from France, but now resides anywhere and everywhere. She is as bright as the sun and as fair as a rose. She’s a one in a million gal because she is the red light district of her city, Cornyville. Everyone has ‘known’ her. She’s got the mouth of a sailor, but is generally considered the cat’s meow. She enjoys picnics with red and white-checkered tablecloths where she can devour and destroy platefuls of original thought until the cows come home.

 

1. A trite, stereotyped expression; a sentence or phrase, usually expressing a popular or common thought or idea, that has lost originality, ingenuity, and impact by long overuse.

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§ 4 Responses to Cliché

  • Nausheen says:

    i LOVE this, & the artwork! Couldn’t help giggling in my head for a while!

    • Ella,you clever little beastie, I can’t stop grinning at this one. And I adored that chunky hunk of a compound noun. Obviously, you have a slant-brain talent for wedding the visual and the verbal into rather hysterical pairings–makes me wish that I were still teaching somewhere. (Gasp. Did I say that?)

      Perhaps you could make rubber stamps (or, that’s too antiquated–perhaps make stamps for use on computers) for editors and teachers to use. I would pay the price. How satisfying would it be to stamp Cliche’s fine figure on a few things I’ve read?!

      Do sign me up for your stuff!

  • […] a symbol of that emotion, like love being a rose (as seen here). This metaphor is a relative of Cliché  and is easy to spot. Younger metaphors are not so well-known and are truly glorious to […]

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