My feet are pointing high in the air,
I'm blinded by a veil of hair.
My body is shaking, a teardropp appears...
Is it too late to let me out of here!
I sneak a peek at you..do you find this amusing?
My skirt 'round my ears, my neighbours assuming....
That my moaning and screaming is born from fun,
Not knowing my instincts are telling me 'RUN! '
But wait..there's a thrill.....I feel so alive
My body is speeding as though to survive!
Laughter has replaced the feeling of dread.
Smiles have pushed my ears high on my head: -D
By the time I realise, I like it more than I'm s'pose ta
It's time to vacate from my first rollercoaster.
LET'S GO AGAIN! ! ! : -)
© 2012
I was thinking the wrong theme here, so funny, enjoyable with a twist at the end! !
Okay, you had me fooled. Unhappy ending but couldn't help but laugh.
Hahaha.....nothing unhappy about rollercoasters.....except maybe faulty harnesses: -)
Right you are, on the roller coaster or something equally enjoyable
Those cheap thrills will always leave you at the bottom of the hill.
Rollercoasters are on of the top five things in life. Nice Write
Great thrill. So beautiful is your style! I'm sure, I'll come here again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For some reason this made me laugh. I don't know why