Monday, January 24, 2011

My Life as a...

It begins suspended high in the air
Then, swoosh, I drop down                              un
                                           down                  o     c
                                                    down and b         e
Now, I'm sandwiched between to hard, wood sticks
Next, I am gliding on a white, cold surface running
I hear a swish, swish and feel a jolt
I whiz through the air and fly into a soft netting
Once I touch the ground I hear a buzz
Then it's over, all too quickly

2 comments:

  1. Hey Ryan! I really like the thing that you did with the word bounce! It makes it look real!

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  2. I like how the word bounce is in the shape of an arch

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