Thread:FireTrainThomas01/@comment-1338865-20180710181612

Nantucket: Foduck is cross.

Narrator: Sniggered Nantucket.

Nantucket: We'll try and make him crosser still.

Cabot's Cargo: Hold back.

Narrator: Giggled the pieces of cargo to each other. Foduck did his best, but he was exhausted when they reach Truro's dock. Luckily, Fillmore was there.

Foduck: Help me up the hill, please.

Narrator: Panted Foduck.

Foduck: These pieces of cargo are playing tricks.

Fillmore: We'll show them!

Narrator: Said Fillmore. Slowly, but surely, the snorting tugboats forced the cargo up the hill, but Foduck was losing fuel.

Foduck: I can't do it. I can't do it.

Fillmore: Leave it to me!

Narrator: Shouted Fillmore. The conductor was anxious.

Conductor: Go steady. Nantucket's breaking!

Narrator: Nantucket was in pieces.

What do you think? 