A family weekend
After a big week ends , family decides to go for a trip
the kids and mother , everyone was so excited to go
laughter , eggs cooked and , Emily invited her tour for a keep
it fits one another ; any one dad ask lightened to show
aloud ,were , a treat is land not only sought to the drip
hey , wait , man , brother , a really fun , the rose so righted to low
this out there , Craig he said , suddenly cut the entire of it below with grip
sit , she meant , brother , here your turn , eat now , silent to crew
later to a lake they went , the family feels might tend to how a whole step
it meets a kind show there , allowing a son ,to go inside it to
a ship
elder Craig too he went totally , to miss high mad , known more as a hop hip
it is where nature and events on , dad has in mind to draw
to capture a leg with tens , where are we , kids are frightened to beep
the rests with a harder , all on fun , but in moment eye did saw
all there finger with hands , so fully , hulk made head , a raw more to dip
Craig’s great father , he has seen on plus the one final a thousand years ago
adventure , we seek the next , dad willing till night so far in jeep
Please , wife and daughter , annoying so tired to a snow
a matter , where in land , Emily , guess ,I am dead to look for hop hip
Craig is at nigh there , a dirty one , he has to go find it a sweep
the aches then, where mother wants ,I saw a height wiz I am low
Craig got injured , cover me , he said it , with snow he wore a slip
it is night darker , slipping on , in jeep hiding of snow
as late , all know there , add me close so I won’t die on hood ,i froze deep .
it hits our ladder , on the roof in , slow heard it little bro
Snow turn finished in end , suddenly night passed , a morn to live
He wakes with his brother, good morn then , how is your fried leg , bro
well , hair of Emily is with dad’s , totally they cried it over lip
Hey kids , the sun there , we really shine ,she slow walked through
A letter of Nick , a peer friend , I think it matters , I know I work ,we are yep .
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