﻿<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><channel><title>MaineDirtbikes.com Forums / Racing / Minis  / MX Poem from a little guy! / Latest Posts</title><generator>InstantForum.NET v4.1.4</generator><description>MaineDirtbikes.com Forums</description><link>http://www.mainedirtbikes.com/newforums/</link><webMaster>do-not-reply@mainedirtbikes.com</webMaster><lastBuildDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 18:43:09 GMT</lastBuildDate><ttl>20</ttl><item><title>RE: MX Poem from a little guy!</title><link>http://www.mainedirtbikes.com/newforums/Topic3426-17-1.aspx</link><description>[quote][b]Serae (1/7/2008)[/b][hr]This is a really awsome poem, can I put it in the MMS rule book for 08?[/quote]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I see no reason why not. I got it from another MX web site.  It was written in response to the all to often question MX parents get from non MX people "Why would you allow your kid to do that?".</description><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 06:33:42 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>IceOvals</dc:creator></item><item><title>RE: MX Poem from a little guy!</title><link>http://www.mainedirtbikes.com/newforums/Topic3426-17-1.aspx</link><description>wasnt this posted last year too??? i've read this before.. plus i did alittle editing so you can read it.... the font was on black</description><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 05:28:52 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>RM25042</dc:creator></item><item><title>RE: MX Poem from a little guy!</title><link>http://www.mainedirtbikes.com/newforums/Topic3426-17-1.aspx</link><description>This is a really awsome poem, can I put it in the MMS rule book for 08?</description><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 20:30:50 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Serae</dc:creator></item><item><title>MX Poem from a little guy!</title><link>http://www.mainedirtbikes.com/newforums/Topic3426-17-1.aspx</link><description>&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;This was sent to me and I thought is was worth posting.&lt;/FONT&gt; Dirtbike Race&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;By Ronnie Barribeau&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We unhitch the trailer and unload the gear.&lt;BR&gt;We’ve traveled so long, but we're finally here.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We wait in the line and my dad pays the fee.&lt;BR&gt;I'm registered now with the head referee.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now back to the trailer, it's quite a long walk,&lt;BR&gt;On the way I am thinking much more than I talk.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I put on my helmet, but can’t find my boot,&lt;BR&gt;I think I look tough, but my Mom says I’m cute.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I get on my bike and I check out the gas.&lt;BR&gt;Do I want a quick snack? No, I think I will pass.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The dirt on the track now, it seems kind of muddy.&lt;BR&gt;I look just ahead and I see my best buddy.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;He’s riding quite slowly, he’s fast on some days.&lt;BR&gt;He turns at the corner, and catches my gaze.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My practice is done. I know what the track’s like,&lt;BR&gt;I drive to the trailer and clean up my bike.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A long boring time as I wait for my moto,&lt;BR&gt;My Mom finds the camera and takes a new photo.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It's finally my turn and I can't quite sit still.&lt;BR&gt;I'm nervous right now and my stomach feels ill.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The starting line’s full and I'm ready to race.&lt;BR&gt;My goggles are fogging from sweat on my face.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Just now the gate drops, and I follow my plan,&lt;BR&gt;I fly to the corner as fast as I can.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A few laps go by and I’m moving up fast,&lt;BR&gt;This race is so fun. I am having a blast.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In the turn he's outside, I can see it from here,&lt;BR&gt;So I turn my wheel inside and hear the crowd cheer.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And now I'm in first! I am very delighted,&lt;BR&gt;I hope I don't crash now. Oh, man, I'm excited.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I glide through the air as I clear the long jump,&lt;BR&gt;I slide through the corner avoiding the bump.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The last lap is here, I am getting so tired,&lt;BR&gt;My buddy's behind me, the one I admired.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We're now side by side with the finish line near,&lt;BR&gt;I make a mistake, not a crash, but severe.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;He gets the flag first so I get second place,&lt;BR&gt;I high-five his hand with a smile on my face.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;He's too fast today and I just couldn’t beat him,&lt;BR&gt;I think I can win, the next time that I meet him.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We're driving toward home and I don't want to speak,&lt;BR&gt;I’m imagining crossing the line first next week.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 16:52:49 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>IceOvals</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>