Oysters for the Queen of the South Sea

The traitor's son had packed up all the delicious bread, chicken, and bananas as a peace offering for the queen of the South Sea. He ate it all up and left nothing but breadcrumbs and chicken bones and banana peels scattered on the beach. The plan was for him to come home with the oysters, and I would take them to the market to trade for something even better so I could help us make a fortune. Well, so much for our plan. But good thing I gave father all that food for the Queen of the South sea this morning. May she give us a fortune as great as my father's offering was.