Fastest wagon

Bright yellow

Like a canary

My parents bought it for us one summer

It was the coolest thing in town

With its vibrant yellow body

And its little tires , they held us together

As we got ready to take off

My daddy, went to push us to go down the hill

Problem was it went way to fast then he anticipated

Down the gigantic hill we went

all the parents and children watching us frantically

With worry, if we were going to tip over or get hit by a car

The end of the road would either take us to the left or right

Where cars can come either direction

But, my brother with his fast reflects

and the hardiness of our wagon

was able to make a sharp turn

At the end of the road

With, such great skill, we didn’t have a scratch on us.

To this day,

we still talk about,

our little yellow wagon.