So Brian already used the title once at his sea and so part two had to come from me. Look I even picked up the NY mean streak and the cat was never even away from his bay that week. So Brian gets flipped the bird as the cat gawks about and steals a title from his written word. All in good fun of course though as I wouldn't want a 24/7 gawker at my show. Anyway on with the summation of Pat's time there and then back to the random stuff at my lair.
Elderly lady waiting for pick up from afar,
Drives her straight to teary bar.
As romantic interlude did not show,
From which she lost her glow.
Motion sickness set in,
As Blabber tried for the traffic win.
Limbs were almost lost,
Which would surely cost.
A bit over dramatic maybe,
As all were a nervous nelly.
The scary NS had her in the trunk,
Blabber was surely sunk.
Whoops! Just eating food,
With the scary NS dude.
Forgetting her phone,
Causing quite the groan.
Then came sights galore,
At the Manhatten shore.
Things shoved in your face,
At a steady pace.
Taxis that say no.
And traffic that is very slow.
Some smelly chinese town,
Famous folks abound on the wall giving off the crown.
Tumors on the feet,
Chubby arms can't be beat.
Cellar loos that are scary,
Dudes that are quite hairy.
Food and food some more,
Giving Pat the picky eating cure.
Coffee to the lips for the first time,
With a Starbucks chime.
Caged up animals looking sick,
Not wanting to perform for some hick.
Camels that pee for ten minutes or so,
With quite the nasty flow.
All the while learning more and more,
About ones own shore.
As well as the current state,
Revealing more to ones fate.
Plus Pat is a mutt,
I just hope he doesn't sniff a butt.
Too funny to me,
As everything was sunny.
Until the final day,
When a lonely subway woman was in dismay.
Of course Pat thought he'd get shot,
So we avoid her plot.
The cat must give a repeat,
That surely can't be beat.
Want to learn more about yourself?
Pick up, trust another and take a few days from your shelf.
Worst comes to worse,
You'll give a curse,
And go back.
But it's all about what you learn going down the track.
For change can't be stopped,
Maybe sometimes cropped.
Yet other times it needs to be made,
And so the plans are laid.
New York's memory will never fade,
And the adventure I would surely never trade.
Things flew by indeed and yeah quite the weird thing to read. You would think Pat is nuts or out sniffing butts. Wait! That is already his fate. But it all makes sense in his head and maybe the cat's or some dude named Ned. Yeah, Ned sends me fan mail all the time. He thinks I'm sublime. Maybe that is all in my head hmmm another voice could cause dread. So now all the NY posts, except for a few alliance things maybe, have come to pass and it is finally bid adieu by my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.