Random poems

                                                            FIST BICYCLE RIDE

My first bicycle ride

was to awesome to put aside.

I was gliding on air,

but I didn't know a branch was in my hair.

I tried to do a triple- decker jump,

but I fell into a lump.

That day was awesome

even though I found a dead opossum.

I was kind of chilly,

and when I stopped my dad gave me a wet- willy.

My becipes strated to hurt,

and I could feel the sweat throught my shirt.

I felt like nothing could stop me,

even though a branch popped me.

When the day was done,

I had a lot of fun.

The next day I asked my dad

"can we do that again I know I wasn't bad?"