The SuperVillain with spandex gleaming green
and bright, like nought had e'er seen
before. A feathered helmet hiding all except
two strands of shining, crinkled red. Inept
villain; hallowed jowels and jaunty eyes;
a red polyester cape hanging, for when he flies,
the wind shear hits and polyester becomes stiff.
He came along, though he wanted Chinese. "What's the diff?"
said his SuperFriend, Bob. Supervillain was hungry, yes,
but he hated eating alone. So, he tried to call Bess,
his SuperGirlfriend, but he couldn't get to a phone.
He tried to go to Dairy Queen to just get a cone,
but he met up with Bob who invited him along
for a spiritual deal with shrimp sauce. In song
he proclaimed his preference for Chinese, coming from
the way that it tickled the back of his tongue.
Bob slapped him silly, grabbed him by his silver belt,
SuperVillain shied away, said, "Eww, you nasty Celt!"
Bobby cried and ran away, but Super-V's stomach rumbled,
so he stayed on the bus like a good little fiend who had bumbled.
He got there, ordered shrimp and sneezed a bit, "Ah-choo!"
Next time he goes there, he thinks he'll take Bess and Bob too.

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