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Red,
It tastes hot and magnificently spicy,
Spicy enough to burn your tongue,
Orange,
Sweet like a tangerine or a mango,
Yellow,
This I love the most,
For it tastes like sunny summer days,
Crunchy memories; joy!
Green,
The freshly cut grass,
The taste of bitter bitter apples,
And life,
Blue,
Like a clear happy sky freshly painted,
Or raindrops neatly falling to the somber ground,
It tastes calm,
Purple,
Powerful and majestic,
It, too, tastes sweet,
But, also alluring,
Pink!
The pop,
The excitement,
Bold and bright, it tastes like new,
Being uncomfortable.
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*Please check this for correct grammar and spelling. This is a free form poem (it doesn't have a rhyme scheme).</em></u> </h2>
<span>C. Most of what drives Prospero in the tempest is his ability to control events, particularly when it comes to exacting revenge on his usurper brother Antonio. Having Ariel put the characters to sleep means that he can freely achieve his goals.</span>
The participle in this sentence is "sweating". It's a participle of the verb " to sweat" and it's a present participle: which we know because it ends with an -ing (past participles end with "-ed).
The prefix of meditate is premeditate
