No one really lived on the island except some poor shepherds. The shepherds sat there all day counting and killing their sheep. All they ate was mutton.
Just across the ocean a rich king lived in a big palace. This king was no ordinary king he was made entirely out of tin pots. So he decided to do something to make his name last through the ages. He said “I will attack the little island”.
A couple of miles across the ocean lived a rich Iron Lady. When she heard about this she went bonkers. “I bagsied that island first”. “I did!” “I did!” “I did!” The Iron Lady opened her big chest of money. “I want 1,000 boats and fill them up with the best men I have.”
The Tin Pot Foreign General’s ships hit the shore. “I bags this island”. The Iron Lady’s ships hit the shore. “No I bags it!” said the crazy old lady. As the men, the flesh and blood men, were fighting the Iron Lady and the Tin Pot Foreign General had a battle. In the end the Iron Lady bet the Tin Pot Foreign General and won the battle.
The Tin Pot Foreign General and his men fled. “Yes we won! Rejoice!” claimed the Iron Lady “I will return!” bellowed the Tin Pot Foreign General. When all the soldiers left the shepherds returned to their same old routines.
Three shepherds were shot in the battle but no one was to blame. later on at the Iron Lady’s kingdom a big iron box came.
The box contained all the dead bodies that she lost in the war. The Iron Lady gave all the soldiers a special medal and everyone went out to church to celebrate the victory.
After they had a parade for all the soldiers but the men that had body parts missing were excluded from the parade. Some watched in the grand-stand, others stayed at home, others tended the graves.
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