6 January 2013
There's a face off going on, near the spire of Wayne Towers Supercostumed superpsychos, neither one with superpowers And while the jester and the Batman just waste each others time Down on Gothams streets there's another wave of crime Harley's killed the villains in her quest for the top spot But down among the debris there is one that she forgot I've lived amid the sewers since a very early age A weirdly flippered freak who was kept inside a cage My given name is Cobblepot, that's all of me that's left These days I'm known as Penguin, and of feeling I'm bereft As years rolled slowly past I kept all my hate inside And now my plan is ready and it ain't no circus ride All my feathered flippered friends have a rocket on their back The countdown's underway and pretty soon they will attack I already said I know that you and her are on the roof And that will be my target, just look down to see your proof So please finish up your flirting while I smoke my cigarette I may have flipper fingers but they've not hindered me as yet Stop me and save yourself but you'll be killing HarleyQuinn What a devilish predicament to find a Batman in! All that has transpired is to my monocled design I may walk like a lame duck, but soon Gotham will be mine...
The Penguin™
The Bat, the Jester and a Flipper Fiesta • Opuss № I