Round and round we spin about
Holding tight, we scream and shout
Fits the mold, made just for fun
You’ll have more when this ride’s done
But now our timing has to stick
Around and round, the given trick
Jump off the ride, it’s over now
She turns to me and takes a bow.
©2026 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
[…] Christine; The ride […]
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Mr. ferris, I presume
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Hehe! I doubt I’d be able to turn and bow without “tossing my cookies”!
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My daughter and I love the rollercoasters. My son loved them too!
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I refuse to pay to be tortured!! It goes against my creed!
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A fun poem Christine. Love its playful tone. Thanks for joining in.
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