I'm walking long a boardwalk path
we're all held in suspence
Leaning over this oversized salt-bath
When will the fire commence

A small metal cannon stood below us
We quickly coverd our ears
If it didn't work i would definetly cuss
As we gazed apon the piers

Then a man lit the fuse (we were real anxious now!)
Then he told us to count down from ten
When we hit one there was an ear splitting POW!
I almost forgot where I was then

I  still think about it when other thoughts go away
And that's where I find myself today.

                                                 THE BELL
                                             RINGS 8 TIMES
                                           BEFORE THE CAN-
                                          NON BLOWS BEING
                                        HEARD ALL OVER THE
                                      MUESEUM, GOING AS LO-
                                    UD AS IT CAN, WITH PEOPLE
                               THERE     WATCHING WITH HANDS 
                           OVER THEIR EARS BUT IT IS STILL HEA-
                        RD ALL AROUND AND GIVING US A BIG FRI-
          GHT AND A GUIDE STANDING BACK WATCHING US JUMP!!
                                                
  BY EMILY PEERS =D