Then Yogi gave another speech

Ah the mad Jok, the man who kidnapped Santa

In the end there were carrots on the ceiling

The landlord was still smiling

Though some felt they needed armour

The paper tablecloths had all been made into projectiles for the food fight

Treasurer Jo made her escape

There was even a carrot on the trophy shelf

Manx tried to look innocent in the middle of the mess

And to think we complain that our children are messy eaters