On a far away sea a ship sailed and rocked, the seventies party had recently stopped
Liars club was over and the crew held a great feast
but one boy was not hungry not in the least
he was upset, he was preturbed he was feeling somewhat low
so after grabbing a bite he got up to go
he noticed what he felt he was missing,
he was missing his home.
He had been here for months and had been to great places
gone on many adventures and met many intresting faces
but the boy didn't always feel like here he had family
Yes there were some who had gotten quite close but tonight they seemed busy
so he went to his room and he wrote on his blog as he listened to music to get him off of his tissey
The boy wanted to go but he knew he would stay
for the job was still wonderful 99% of the days
It was just in these moments that he wanted a cuddle
or hug or a small chat while walking through the snow
he was at sea in the south, no snow
and noone to cuddle
so he finished his writing and laid down to bed
tommrow will be better, tommrow I will do something new, he said
I will teach my first improv to guests on the ship
i hope they get how to play think and skip
so good night dear readers do not worry or fret
this writer, this boy just needs his rest.
Good night I do hope you all have a good holiday, please hug your family, hold your loved ones close, remember them always that is my toast.
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