Raise the flag and your tankards - it's over!
Been quite a long haul, I won't deny, but at last the beast is gone!
At our wits end, and nearly done for, when along comes a Yank, some sort of stowaway, I can only imagine.
Well, I shan't court-martial him for that, because he turned out to be the finest soldier I've ever had the privilege to serve with.
The Professor, we called him, what a military mind - and weaponry to make the Royal Artillery blush!
Nabbed the beast single-handedly, and now he's gone... and it's gone... without so much as a by your leave.
I await instructions and won't let the lads get de-mob happy, our mission goes on - Protect His Majesty's gold.