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 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

 

By Megan 

 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

I love to be different and crazy     

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

Like what?

 

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

Looks like nothing you can describe

Texture is as solid as a brick

Moves like a car going as fast as it can  

 

by Megan