Treasure Island

Andrew Hamm

(Chesterfield, UK)

Whitby


Surrounded by the North York Moors
And the North Sea at the other side
Is Whitby, the home of enjoyment.

Served by the Esk Valley Line
Four times a day
Is Whitby, a relaxing haven.

I went to Whitby recently
And thoroughly enjoyed it.
It has something for everyone.

It has the ruins of an abbey
And the Captain Cook Museum
And a beautiful harbour too.

The world’s tastiest prawns are available there
As well as the most beautiful espresso
In Whitby, the home of enjoyment.

So go along to Whitby
I promise you’ll enjoy it
And you won’t regret deciding to go there.

Submitted: Thursday, September 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 05, 2013

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