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I am spoiled and a racing boy I wonder if I'm going to be a proracer I hear racing in my mind I see 68 camaros I want a brother I am spoiled and a racing boy

I pretend I'm racing I feel happy I touch race car tires 2 seconds coming off the track I worry if I'm going to get a car I don't want I would cry if I got poped in the mouth I am spoiled and a racing boy

I understand why my sister is mean to mean I say I love my dad I dream my sister won't be mean to me I try to keep my sister not angry at me I hope I'm going to past my drivers test the frist time I am spoiled and a racing boy