Monday, October 15, 2007

A Poem By John, Age 8


Dragsters
In a line to race
can hardly wait
finally my turn
things blurring
325 miles per hour
slowing down
parachute opening
at a complete stop
can't wait for the trophy
there it is
it says "CHAMPION" on it
we're dragsters
we're dragsters

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