Closing Note| Cheese Battle

We're all a bit dishevelled
After courting with the Devil;
A war over cheese
Where Lee lost his knees,
We all deserve a medal!

There've been dragons and chickens galore
With a radioactive egg store,
Brie and Edam,
Well I'll be damned!
I don't think we've got anymore.

Hermans and their grans and flight,
The D-Mobile's now an awful sight,
I'll have to call
The Aston dealership and all
And the price will not be light.

Spidey and Thor lost their lives
Leaving behind their would-be wives,
A Superbaby's on the way
(Of which parentage I'll not say)
And you've deprived them of their father, my my!

We've had knicker nickers running rife like damp,
The dirty old, filthy wee tramps!
(Though we do fear BedHair
And Jack over there
Have gone just slightly a bit camp!)

I'm sure I've missed out quite a lot
But this battle will not be forgot.
Now over to Dan
Who'll call time if he can
To end this thickening plot.