The Rollercoaster

Written by: Rhema Jones

The car slowly creeps up the track, clack! CLACK!
Anticipation builds as you near the top
Your stomach twists and does back flips inside
You scream in fear and want the ride to stop!

Anticipation builds as you reach the top
You plummet down; your body seems to float
You scream in fear and want the ride to stop
The ride still has a lot more track to run

You plummet down; your body seems to float
Around the track you fly, you hold on for dear life
The ride still has a lot more tack to run
Weightless you scream, “I’m going to die! Goodbye!!”

Around the track you fly, you hold on for dear life
The end is near but OH! The loopy loop!
Weightless you scream, “I’m going to die! Goodbye!!”
Down you soar the end is in your sight

The end is near but OH! Another loopy loop!
Your stomach twists and does back flips inside
Down you soar the end is in your sight
The car slowly creeps down the track, clack! CLACK!