Hap Palmer
Roller Coaster
Roller coaster climbing high
Inching upward to the sky
Creeping crawling higher still
Then swiftly plunging down the hill
Cars careening, cars careening
Riders screaming, riders screaming
"Can't we make this thing go slower?"
Frenzied voices, frenzied voices
Shouting shrieking, shouting shrieking
"Get me off this roller coaster!"
Popping down and up the people
Look like muffins in a toaster
Tummies jiggle just like jelly
Riding in the roller coaster
Slowly snaking up the track
Breathless bodies tilting back
Creeping crawling higher still
Then swiftly plunging down the hill
Leaning lurching, leaning lurching
Tightly clutching, tightly clutching
To the safety bar with tension
Frozen faces, frozen faces
Filled with panic, filled with panic
Knuckles white with apprehension
Snapping in the summer sun
Like popcorn packed inside a roaster
Bouncing, banging, jolting, jerking
Bumping down the roller coaster
The track is straight and level now
The ride is coming to an end
Rolling slowly to a stop
Roller coaster's home again