Best Coast Brunch 9/10/06

[Sue]

Oooops, I blew the joke!!  It's the Goode Ship Princess Batty Wench, not Norwegian Star.  Sorry about that.  To make amends I offer this little poem with regards to our brunch.  

Brunch with the Crew

Sun streams in big wide windows,
As the guests begin to dine,
Small talk chatter,
A little laughter,
And brunch is turning out fine.

We've taken over Cutters,
And our talk is growing loud,
We meet and greet,
And talk and eat,
Well, at 15, we're quite a crowd.


The man from OZ brought chocchie,
And socks were given out,
Best brunch ever!
We got a feather!
Twas great, without nary a doubt.

After brunch we wander outdoors,
And marvel at our view,
We stand and talk,
Have a photo op,
Also huggles for the whole darn crew.

They say parting is always a sorrow,
But we're awfully glad that we met,
And we said goodbye
With a tear in our eye,
But, Baby, we'll always have the Internet!

 

[Captain Deb]

OMG the PBW has turned into a cruise ship! No more deck-scrubbin, sandin' and varnishin' or sail-mendin' for this crew! I guess we'll have a place for the spa now!! And the disco. Dr. Love needs a cabin with a balcony. He needs the fresh air.
Great pics and wonderful poem from the Poet Lorry-ate.
Huggles,
Capt Deb