Skateboard

I’ll never be rich. My skateboard broke one day. It was the second time I tried it. The first time, I almost broke my hand. But this is worse, because this was a gift and I’m not. I never did get a new one. I’ll never be rich. Although I might be 30 one day and get a second chance. I might have enough for an apartment, and a skateboard. I might be homeless though, who knows? I’ll never be rich. I’ll never be rich! And I’ll never ride a skateboard again.