Alone as he walks through the shadows of the night , seeking justice as it comes with a fight 

he ponders of  the  crimes no matter how big or how small, whether it’s winter, summer, spring or fall

our hero responds to a dark hooded man robbing a house, in a flash he strikes, just like catching a mouse

then the man shivers and falls to his knees, as our hero prones him, before he tries to run or flee

so he puts him in handcuffs, as they are double locked, he looks at the time, on a tree shaped like a clock

the authoraties arrive with bright blue lights one by one, our hero has vanished, for his work is done

showing crime doesn’t pay, for our hero won the fight, and that is what, we call a very good night.