In 1773, in the spirited city of Boston, lived a group of daring friends known as the Sons of Liberty. Among them were fearless Samuel Adams and crafty John Hancock."

"Indeed, Sam! Our spirited city needs spirited men like us, the Sons of Liberty.

 "Good evening, my friends. A momentous evening it is, here in our beloved city of Boston."

These men were troubled. The King across the ocean was taxing their tea without giving them a say.

 'Unfair!'  'No taxation without representation!'"

"A plan began to brew.  With twinkling eyes and heart racing, they decided on a tea party, unlike any other."

'We'll show the King that we will not be oversteeped!' .

"One chilly December night, disguised as Mohawk Indians, they snuck towards Griffin's Wharf. Three ships lay in the harbor, heavy with the taxed tea

 "Quietly now, lads. We move as the Mohawks do, swift and silent."

"To the ships! Friends, a- those tea chests won't empty themselves!"