Whilst quaffing her conniptions in the Rose and Crow till late


A proclamation did Queenie feel dire need to relate


This year a break with tradition no panto ode to make, NO ODE!


Nothing's so far written and with only morning left to prepare


even Rupert's fluffy pen can't ease the likelihood of dispare


Of the repercussions pending of this break or even end to


The much anticipated fun the ode brings to our panto ending


Let's hope that Percy's time machine has worked it's magic spell


And allows the queen the time she needs our anxieties to dispel.


No words or time allow me to bestow on each and every one the praised deserved by all.


So many folk have taken time to tell of our success, so for this year let that suffice


And get on with the bawl!! Oh yes we shall!