8 August 2012
The battle has ended, not a moment too soon! Our favorite lasses sing a triumphant tune. We throw a parade, and join in their song, Confident that they will never do wrong.
Notorious Nic, what a parting shot! The lovely birds gave as good as they got, And then some! And that is truly the story; What has been the cost for all of this glory?
Brains splattered over the walls of their lair - No more stinky cheese or horrible hair. But does that imply that evil has lost? Or was it outbid, with good simply tossed?
Were villains denied, or merely replaced? Look at the headline we print in boldface: Vegetarian Vet Makes a Hat From a Cat! Find me the perfidy equal to that.
Kamikaze Chickens, Kidnapping of Grans! Explosion of Bovine Mammary Glands! The dead lads extend wicked hands from the grave To pull down our heroes, the last of the brave.
And so with great sadness I file this report. Evil has conquered, and good come up short. We've nothing to cheer, and much to regret. Of violence, I fear, we've seen nothing yet.
(It's rumored a sharp witted, cynical boy Saw something, at first, he assumed was a toy. As the reporter rode off through the unsettled throng, What's attached to the bike frame? A rocket? A bong?)
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