Ode To Four Wheelers Poem by Samantha Pumarlo
Ode To Four Wheelers
I love the wind in my hair
The smell of the trees
When your fast enough it feels like your in the air
Just don't tip over the four wheeler
If you tip it over you'll need to tip it back over
When your back up ride away in speed
As fast as a horse or car
Riding in the woods is fun
You'll see brids as you past
If your lucky you'll see a deer
If you just want a ride go fast
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5/8/2024 3:16:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a lovely start at poetry writing, I commend you. Read mine - The Bloom of Youth - Adeline PS. May I point out that Four times you have used 'your' when you really meant 'you're'. Your means belonging to you, while you're is a contraction of 'you are'.