The sun shone BRIGHTON the day we set sail for the ORIENT in a ship with a HULL riddled with holes.
We sailed down the river which LEEDS to the sea.
We waved to the fair maiden leaning against the MILLWALL (i have it twice, eek)
The CREWE was made up of Scots, Irish and others of the CELTIC race.
The exception was the cabin boy named BRADFORD whose job was to STOKE the boilers.
He was illiterate, but won our HEARTS with his STIRLING efforts to improve his READING.
He was sent to COVENTRY by the villains on board, who had brought their ARSENAL of weapons.
They were a rowdy lot and, when drunk, they did in fact WREXHAM furniture.
The voyage made my MOTHERWELL, who had not had a holiday FORFAR too long.
We landed LEYTON in the day on the SOUTHEND of the island, below where the locals BURY their dead.
We crossed a stream and entered a dense forest where the WOLVES roamed freely.
We PRESTON regardless and eventually met a group of RANGERS dressed in LINCOLN green.
After a days journey we caught some black fish in a BLACKPOOL and tried to get milk from a herd of cows, but they objected to having their Huddersfield (udders felt? lol) (sorry about this one!)
At last we came to our destination, the home of the Hawaiian monarch, the QUEEN OF THE SOUTH.
She greeted us with a friendly ALLOA, but was obviously upset, as her CRYSTAL PALACE had been smashed when the MILLWALL fell down.
While her NEW CASTLE was being built she had to live in a sumptuous Villa.
When we found the treasure we put the LUTON the ship, determined to put it straight in the HALIFAX when we got home.
That night we ate some DUNDEE cake and some CHELSEA buns for tea, also some OLDHAM which made us feel ill