Little Kid Adrenaline

by Satan

Published April 2, 2012

In Bicycle Poems

Both our feet in the air

We touch our toes together

Slowly our legs go up and down

This moment couldn't be better



Us two little little kids

Bicycling in the air

Our backs on the floor, and our mouths giggling

We rode into the stratosphere



We rode to the moon

And then we're off to visit the stars

We pedalled hard

Holding on to invisible handlebars



Me and you

Two very little children

Make believing

Riding on pure, little kid adrenaline
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deletedaug23
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deletedaug23 wrote a review Review · Oct 27, 2013

Strange here, and I found the oldest Green Room poem I can find. I'm pretty sure you're a sub-account of another account, but hey! I need to review.

First of all, you are obsessed with bicycles, I can tell. I did genuinely enjoy this poem. Nothing wrong with it, it was enjoyable. The format was spaced and nice. I thought this was going to be a scroll poem, but it wasn't. You just made it seem pretty long.

There are no cons. I liked it. Little kid adredaline? So, they could of fell of a cliff for who knows? This did have some emotion and realistic factor to it. I enjoyed that to. I spotted no problems what so ever. Just hope you can publish more poems yes? Humor poems maybe. You're Satan for Christ sakes. Great job at the poem. Do more.

Strange gives you...
8.9/10
Good job
Keep writing
Stay Groovy
And have fun controlling demons!

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FallenAngel97
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FallenAngel97 commented Comment · Apr 2, 2012

This is really good:)

Satan replied · Apr 2, 2012

Thank you!



But even the worst decisions we make don't necessarily remove us from the circle of humanity.
— Wes Moore, The Other Wes Moore