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Roller Coaster

Roller Coaster
By: Renz Russel Mercado

I can hear the engine clunking,

the climb starts its way,

It moves slowly as we go up,

the engine goes louder and louder.

As I reach the top of the sky,

the wheels went down and it

starts to speed up like a race car,

I can feel the wind blowing through my face.

The wheels turns and starts to grind,

the light stops blinking,

the engine beeps and it’s over.

This poem makes me...
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