Tuesday, July 31, 2007

All Clear

They used to sit shaking with fear

Till they heard the voice say “All clear”
And then the cars would woosh away
Out of the shed into the light of day
Racing up the track and through the loop
Mouths opened wide with a scream or whoop
Greezed Lightnin’ the roller coaster was called
Before the park was brought to a screeching halt
Astroworld closed down after so many years
Of hearing the call on that ride, “All Clear”
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