Sixty stories high!
A terror ride that's sure to thrill,
And churn up your insides!
With eight gigantic loop-de-loops,
And five, three-mile long dips,
It nose-dives through the tightest bends,
White-knuckles cling the grips!
Through gravity-defying spins,
A total of sixteen,
This palpitating, pitching trip,
Will leave you shades of green!
The Super Tilting Hurlacoaster,
Threw me to and fro,
Now I'm queasy, faint and dizzy,
Can I have another go?
2. Can you spot the neologism used in this poem? What are the two words that are combined to make the new word?
3. What do you think the word "palpitating" means in the third verse? (hint: word attack! Use the words and clues around to infer the meaning)
Extension: Have you ever been on a ride like the hurlacoaster? Write about a text-to-self or text-to-text connection you might have!