An Extreme exaggeration

It Tasted dreadful, It felt awful, I Smelt school canteen from a mile away, I woke up and stretched my arms so high I almost touched the sky. The reflection of the mountains was clearer than a mirror. The tips of the mountains were sharper than knives. The rocks were more round than a soccer ball. The grass was as dead as a graveyard. The Spire was pointier than the shapest knife.