MX Motorcross

• Pauline Keogh, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2007

Every one is racing
Not seeming to care
Overtaking every one
Getting massive air

Sliding around burms
I’m always getting hurt
Picking up my bike
Dusting of the dirt

Picking up some speed
A shadow on the ground
Tricky, tricky motorcross man
Always looking around

Jumping giant jumps
Finish line in sight
Click it up a gear
Now it’s time to fight.