four wheeler

December 2, 2008
By julianna browning, Boise, ID

Four Wheeler

The day was hot,
My mouth was dry
My body was itching
To give it a try
The machine was green
We filled it with gas
I jumped on the seat
Then I flew past
Up over the hill
On the other side
The wind in my hair
MAN!!! What a ride
I came back to camp
I slid to a stop
My dad was staring
My mom’s mouth dropped
There was dust all around
My dad with a grin
Said “get back on,”
“And do it again.”

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on Nov. 3 2010 at 4:46 pm
when i got mine it was the same thing

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