The Roller Coaster

by Luke B.

I built a big roller coaster, I named it The Hulk.

Excitement is packed in its humongous bulk.

When I’m strapped to the chair, the wind blows my hair.

I laugh insanely, my brother acts zany.

We shoot across the rails like a sleek metal comet.

Now I think I’m about to vomit.

Up so high!

We’re almost to the sky!

Uh oh!  My brother looks green.

What an awesome scream machine!