On our big travel

One day when we woke up the sky was full of thunder
We decided to take a trip in search of wonder
The first place that we came to was Melton on the Mowbray
The people were all nervous, for them it was a bad day
Signs up in the sky meant some dogs would start to moult
And all the local papers were wrong because of faulty
Appliance of science
We just looked on and laughed
With heather and a feather
Tramps on the loose - meanwhile on our big
Travel we arrived at a village full of yokels
They were rather frisky because we were not local
and then we went to Reading but found it rather soulless
Pleasures of the flesh and the library was hopeless
Along a street secluded we ran into a vicar
Who drank to save himself from the love of his paritioners
Our pockets were all filled with
Several dozen lucky charms
We pondered how to make them
Work for our swift advance
We came up to a farmhouse
And by the strangest chance
The couple were from Mowbray Melton
And they did the strangest dance
To ward off evil they gave us some pastilles
We made a time capsule of everything we'd found
And then we put it into the ground
Well there's so many more to be found