"'Twas in the year of the Western Storms                                       
She took to the northern way,                                                  
And though skies howled and waves did churn,                                   
The Lily Jane sailed that day.                                                 
                                                                               
Through dusk of evening and to night                                           
She plowed through waters cold                                                 
Twelve men on board; a skeleton crew                                           
All fearless, brave, and bold.                                                 
                                                                               
Yet Lily Jane, a ship so strong                                                
It sailed for thirty years                                                     
Could not withstand the the icy floes                                          
And roused its sailors' fears.                                                 
                                                                               
So in the night, the storm winds thrashed                                      
And men cried out in pain.                                                     
Twelve hardy souls were lost that night                                        
On the good ship Lily Jane"                                                    
                                                                               
The poem stirs thoughts of heroic martyrdom in many minds - not yours, though. 
You've been sent to sink the Lily Jane, the biggest oil tanker in the Vuorinen 
Oil fleet. You have a pair of bombs and scant instructions: attach the limpet  
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