O Captain My Captain!

Okay, so I have tried writing this blog for the past two weeks, but the drafts have come out painfully boring. So I decided to write a poem and see if that keeps your attention. If you are looking for a fabulous poem….then go read Walt Whitman. But, if you want to read a poorly written  poem, then please, read on

The weekend of October 10 Brandon and I visited my family in New York City
We decided to drive and had to go through NJ which was rather shi _ _y.

In New Jersey you can’t pump your own gas
So we waited for what seemed like forever
Then finally got served and we were on our way
I never want to go back to that state….not ever!

When we arrived in NYC my sister gave me the best shirt ever
On the front it just says poop. I thought it rather clever

Then we all took a train to meet my parents for some BBQ
It was me, Brandon, Shilo, my parents and Melissa too

Here is a picture of daddy and me

Here is me in Time Square
I may look stupid in this picture, but I don’t really care

Here is a picture of Branny and me

The next day we had brunch at Superfine
I ate most of the bread but no one seemed to mind

A baby fell on the hard wood floor
So everyone stared because it was hard to ignore

Here is a picture of my sissy and me

I also took some pictures of the Brooklyn Bridge and  some more
But then we headed back to the apartment cause our legs were sore

That night we ate Rijsttafel at an Indonesian food place
And before we said goodbye, all of us made a funny face

I had so much fun with my family
Whom I love very much
I hope I can do it again soon
Because I sure miss being so far from them and such

Here is a picture of my family

THE END!