Ew. It’s our West Midlands force,
A largely zomboid lot:
They think we’re sheeple, yes of course.
Our besties they are not.
Their tiny aquafaba brains!
Their arancini eyes!
They’re on a schneid; they are insanes:
Facepalm yourselves now, guys.
Spend the night with West? OK –
He’s not worth one qapik.
We’re frowny. Lock yourselves away.
The hivemind hates your cheek.