My Penny Board
By Ethan R
[not published yet]
The wheels on my penny board are as smooth as ice cream melting down your throat.
My penny board turns like it were an earthquake.
The colors on my penny board reflect, they are a mirror in the sun.
My friends with penny boards are going down a humongous hill, swerving to avoid the people.
Going down a ramp over the curve up the ramp and 360, like a wild vine in the forest.
Traveling where you want to, with your helmet buckled up incase you fall.
Sometimes when I’m sad my penny board takes me to places far away.
I do wish I had a penny board!