Yeah, I got that bored.

The Dark Knight

In his endless fight

Against evil and might

Never In Light.

His foes they fall

And are left to Crawl

The police, they call

Not mistaken for fools.

The burning rage

that rattles his cage

guess his age?

at which stage?

The man so herioc

If ever they know it

To never stoop below it

No crowd to show it.

The greatest hero, dead from birth

To ever, ever walk this Earth.

You say he’s not real, but you do not see

No one see’s, so how can this be?

But he gets old, he needs replacing?

But who? Not you

or me.

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  • ceegirl on Aug 20, 2011

    Well put together. Love it.

  • HarryLucas on Aug 21, 2011

    Thankyou.

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