Living On The Edge

The people were getting excited The sky was filled with white clouds The riders were getting ready too To entertain the crowds The motor started revving up Hearts were beating fast Wheels began to move slowing But of course that didn’t last Up the ramp the machine flew And before we knew it was gone The rider and his motorcycle He couldn't stay up there very long The sky was where the people looked For like a broomstick against the moon There was the rider with clouds behind him We looked up and none too soon Our breath was lodged inside our throats Would he be okay, we asked We wondered if this guy would be glad When he finished his stressful task But he landed without incident We all breathed a sigh of relieve We didn’t even want to imagine A scenario that would give such grief I hope you get to see a scene like this For excitement is what riders’ pledge It’s an awesome experience, I’ll tell you To watch folks who are living on the edge!