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