An alphabetical poem/story

Could someone, or something be hiding in the bushes ?

Dare to look and you might find......

EeeeeeH!

Four thousand more Komodo Dragons, immune to Ugli Fruit poisoning and armed with...

Gunpowder, grenades and a battering ram! Gadzooks thought Duffy, 'holy sh** ' exclaimed Sir G.

"How the hell do we get out of this unholy mess?" he yelled in terror!

Instantly it went quiet, deathly quiet! What was it that Sir G had seen or heard that so quickly hushed the terrible sounds of the battle? Not those bloody Komodo Dragons he screamed. I am sick to death of the damn things!

Just as Sir G thought his end was nigh he heard the sound of galloping hooves. Xavier arrived just in the nick of time with Duffy clinging desperately to the saddle.

Kind kitty had come to the rescue again. They trundled back to the beach to search for the sailors shipwrecked from the rowing boat.

It would be nice to have a bit more human company thought Duffy, Sir G was a good cook but he was dreadfully dull.

Listening carefully with ears pricked, Duffy heard the sounds of Sir G muttering to himself and began to think. What could he do to liven up Sir G's miserable life. Duffy was quite fond of the boring old fart, but wanted a human with a bit more excitement about him. Duff was sick and tired of having to rescue him from Komodo dragons all the time. New challenges were needed.

'Mary Celeste ahoy' Sir G shouted. A sailing ship was approaching the beach.
'That's what we need.'
Duffy thought - ah, ships rats again!

(Pome has turned into a story, but WTH.)

Mumbling to himself, Sir G shambled up to Duffy. "What you need, Sir Knight, is a new challenge." said the cat, "Bring me an empty bottle so that I can send a message. I'm going to invite that old, bold retired dancing Knight of the Passay Doblay, Sir Brucie F, to bring his sequins and speedos here and challenge you to man- to-man combat on the beach, under strict 'Strictly' rules. That should light your candle again and give us a sight for sore eyes. Even the dragons will be terrified. Off you go!"

5 seconds to late again!

Now they all scramble aboard and set off to sea to find the Knight.
(a compromise!)

Oh no! Where is everyone? The tables were laden with half finished meals but not a soul in sight

Perhaps they were marooned on the last island.....who knows?
But our characters have a perfectly usable ship - what course do we take?

Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream...

Shiver m' timbers was the cry...

This way shouts Sir G to Duffy, let's follow that boat on the horizon. What name is on it's side Duffy ?

Raising some binoculars to his eyes Duffy miaows T I t a n I c,

'That boat sounds as good as any to follow' says Sir G.

Duffy gulps !

Unless.......oh dear - is that an iceberg I see before me?

"Vodka with ice anyone?" she screeches in terror,

"We will all go down with the ship - go in the other direction, quick!"

Xanadu next stop!

(couldn't resist that one!)

Zebadee, Duffy's friend had told him to never give up, so he dissuades Sir G from following the Titanic, as they watch the iceberg slowly melt in the tropical sun.