The Butter Battle Book Ending

And so I looked at that Zook,
That Zook looking at me, the Yook
Pulling out his toast with that butter underneath
"Why do you do that?" I asked as I stood in disbelief
"Why do you take your bread and put your butter beneath?"
He looked at me in a curious look
As he placed down another piece of bread he took
"It's really not that bad, its not don't you see?" he replied.
"It's really quite delicious if you took one bite and tried."
"Well, if I do" I replied to he.
"Then you must try my butter on top for me."
He looked at me with a puzzled look, and looked at the Big Boy Bomber in his hand
"I guess its worth a try since after these bombs, our butter will be nothing but sand."
So in his hand he passed me that butter
As I spread it upon my toast, and he his
And we traded our toast with our butter-a-flutter
As I took that bite, I was left in quite a fizz
"How wonderful!" I proclaimed.
"How wonderful is this under butter on toast, the deliciousness so hard to contain!"
"Oh no-" he said to me.
"Oh no, no, no, your toast with the butter on top
hits quite the spot!"
As he ran to the other Zooks in a flee.
"Gather all of the bread and butter that you can possibly find!" he told the Zooks.
"Gather them all, butter the bread underneath and trade it to the butter loving Yooks!
And so the Zooks and the Yooks found all of the butter and bread they possibly acquire
And the Zooks buttered their bread on the bottom and the Yooks on the top making a most excellent joo-ju-goo-jire."
And lead by the two, the Zooks and the Yooks did trade
Their butter-bo-lastic breads ple-aide
And the Zooks did glee
And the Yooks did celebrate with much jirey
And the two decieded to settle their dispute
The dispute of their butter spreading pippolute
They tore down the wall here you see,
There only stands one part, between you and me,
They Zooks over there and us Yooks over here
Decieded it was best to clean the rest of the wall clear
But they kept this one piece left to stand
For us to always remember the tale of the land
How the Zooks buttered their bread beneath
And how the Yooks buttered on top
But now there is no more grief
For you can butter it both ontop and below, whichever side you decide to plop
We now live in peace,
us Yooks and those Zooks, our anger has deceased
We butter our toast in no heese
We butter our toast in anyway we please
But don't get us started on those Kooks, they are far too vien
Those Kooks, who butter their toast with the butter in between!