The Roller Coaster

From the platform onto the ride,

a bar locks you in tight.

This you take in stride,

as it will hold you through the fright.

Clack clack clack I climb the rise,

so high to the very top.

The view will fill you eyes

as down the track I drop.

Will you hold up your hands.

Will you scream and shout .

Or grip the bar as tight as you can,

so you’re not thrown about.

Back up the inside of a loop,

upside down I am bound.

Down the loop I shoot,

spinning round and round.

Into a tight turn I race,

you are pressed in your seat.

You will feel power of my embrace,

as your heart skips a beat.

With a rush of speed I storm,

you have tempted fate.

As I return to the platform,

it’s a thrilling memory that you take.