I Still Love Elmo
I am a boy; a boy who likes things that move…move fast.
When I was little I liked Elmo cause he was loud and shook fast.
When I was a little bigger, I really liked bikes. I liked them more when they were moving fast…I liked them most when I was riding them on paths with jumps…and they shook.
Now I am bigger than a boy.
Couple of smashed bicycles, few traffic tickets, and more than a few warnings…
I became a man who takes my time.
I still like Elmo, but I like him more when he is still and quiet.
I almost never ride my bike.
If I do, I don’t usually go too fast.
I spend more time working on my car.
I still like to work fast.
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