Me And My Motorbike

• James Miller, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2007

I pull on my helmet
And buckle up my boots
I slide on my gloves
This will be a hoot.
I tighten up my armour
And dust off my goggles
If I go too fast
I will probably get the wobbles.
I turn on the fuel
Kick back the stand
Jump on the seat
And rev it up with my hand.
I pull in the clutch
And let the gear out slow
The bike starts flying
Look at me go!