Away in an RC, a chair for a bed
Two PPC agents laid down weary heads
The console then "BEEP"-ed and boy, did they yell
Two PPC agents who're tired as hell

A mission is calling, so now they must wake
But PPC agents want Bleeprin and breaks
Ironic O'erpower looks down from the sky
And cackles with malice while missions are nigh

Protect all the goodfic and slay all the bad
Though this job is thankless and people go mad
The canon is thankful for your tender care
So slay all the Sues lurking deep in its lairs