The Roller Coaster

As the monstrous, white-washed, frame appears,
You begin balking at continuing on,
Knowing the gut wrenching time that's ahead.
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.

All too soon you're there,
Sitting in the last car and strapping in.
Second thoughts are plaguing your mind.
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.

Its too late to turn back now.
Your spine is sinking into the seat back,
As you creep up that first steep hill.
Clickety-clack, clickety clack.

The cars start speeding up,
Announcing the death defying, near vertical drop.
Your mind goes blank and your knuckles go white.
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.

Your stomach rises somewhere above you.
While you're praying for God's deliverance,
All you can manage is a high pitched A-A-A-A-A-AH.
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.

Then come the corners,
Right, left, and upside-down,
And the heart stopping tension continues.
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.

Relief finally comes at the end of the ride.
You hate roller coasters, they're not for you.
"But daddy, he says, can't we go again?"
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.

© 2/06/96 by David L. Henkel

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