My Favorite Ride

By: Karishma Varghese

In my mind, I just can't believe!

When I get off that ride, it feels like the day after Christmas Eve!

Tossing, twisting, twitching, and turning...

We all know what it's like, when our stomach starts churning

I am finally released from that horrible nightmare.

It gives me the creeps like my mother's deep glare

THUDD It had finally hit me!

There is a way to be free!

I fall on my face, flat

A tiny, pretend disgrace, that sounded like a giant SPLAT

I get rushed to the car, I see my reflection on the chrome

But now I'm on my favorite ride, straight to home

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