What a Rush
We take our seats and hold the bar
though we're not going very far.
Off we go, with greater speed.
My hat flies off, my hair's been freed
to whip around my neck and ears...
wind's in my eyes, I blink back tears.
Up and down, around we go...
faster... faster... then we slow.
Click. Click. Click. We climb the hill.
Higher up we go, until...
car by car we clear the top.
Down we rush, my stomach drops.
We scream and yell and fly through space
then round a bend at break-neck pace.
And then we stop, the ride is done.
The roller coaster's so much fun!
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