7 August 2012
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.
Closing Note| Cheese Battle • Opuss № I