undefined
Megan's Poems
Roller
Coaster
Down
the tiny hill to start the ride
Up
and up you go until you can see the whole park
Hands
go up and the screaming starts
You
skin stretches on your face so it feels like someone is pulling your hair
You
go down so fast your arms start to hurt because of the wind
Your
hair blowing straight behind you in the air
It
only took a moment to go don the 205 foot drop
Next
comes a tunnel
You
shoot your hands down
It
looks like the tunnel might chop your hands off as u go through
You
go up a few more hills but you barely notice because it is going so fast
The
ride is just a blur but then a flash comes
It
is the camera that blinds you
You
do a funny pose for the camera then you go down another hill
Up
and down 2 more hills
All
of a sudden you jolt to a stop
And
your ride is over
My Self portrait
I love to run in the wind and rain with
lightening flashing above my head and thunder cracking loud noises
My friends are crazy, just
like me
My favorite rides are any kind
of roller coasters
My heart holds hope that I can be anything
I want like a writer or an owner of a store someday
I
live in a wonderful place and I eat as much pizza as possible or until we run
out of money
That
is my life!
By Megan
The color is red
It
is cold like ice blowing in your face as you move along the track
It sounds like a freight train
Tastes
like eating a lemon for the first time
Smells
like fresh air
Moves like a car going as fast
as it can
by Megan
