Its ok guys you can call me homo 8)
yeah its pretty much written for idiots to understand, so someone who doesnt understand should understand it, plus the beginning doesnt talk all that much about scoots because its supposed to have a build up and then in the end reveal what it is. It was for English yet I only had to make 1 poem instead of 2, so I didnt use this one
Going fast and jumping high
I�m waiting to make the catch
Looking down with precision
I time it and make the snatch
Down the street flat on the ground
It doesn�t matter where
Going nice, steady, and slow
Or fast in midair
Flowing, faster, flying, flailing
I smash into the ground
I lay there all cut up and beat
Yet the smile I hold is profound
No matter how bad the circumstances
As long as it�s by my side
No matter what I�m doing
I can set all negativity aside
It brings me joy, it�s so fun
Whipping big gaps and stairs
Going down the street with combo concentration
Doing every trick with care
Doing my tailwhip catches
Or throwing fakie barspins down a hill
It�s the best feeling in the world
It�s the fun of the challenge and thrill
If I�m riding my scooter I can�t be mad
It takes care of the want that I need
Just another day or breaking away
A day in which I succeed
I think your poem is all pretty good and covers the sport pretty well, some of it was a little awkward... and I really liked the full cabs nose mannys this is tech youll never have to worry about snapping a deck.... clever