I hope that one day I’ll be tall
To go on the famous Big One
Last time I went I was too small
And I wasn’t allowed to get on
It is very furious and wild
And you don’t even need a seat belt
And I’d be the youngest child
Another six centimetres left
And then I would be wild
With excitment to go on this ride
It is not for the meek and the mild
And my stomach would jingle inside!
I wrote this for the EIF Poetry Challenge, about the Rollercoaster I really want to go on!
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