A world of Batman villains without Batman is less fun than one might think.
The song I’d started crept to bed
And faded from the pearly screen
For it would not endure the crush
Of all I wanted it to say
For even this liquescent thing
Is not within my power now
Nor riddles more than halfway formed
Nor suasive with the force of tears
But after all it’s more than fair
To find all other splintered words
And know there is a world that brings
For further song the only home
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