Oh Batman had a baby
He called him Lad
Robin
He dressed him in
shorty shorts
And dropped him in the
bin.
Oh Lex Luthor found
the baby
Who was quite cute, no
doubt
Lexy took him along on
crime sprees
To act as his look-out.
Robin grew to boyhood
A fine figure of a boy
was he!
He wore bright clothes
with shorty-shorts
And a mask through
which to see.
Oh Luthor had a plan
so good
It would make the
world sit up, for sure
He needed Batman out
of the way
For that he set a
lure.
Robin put on his
yellow cape
His yellow cape wore
he!
And in his red and
green and shorty-shorts
Stood down by the sea.
And the tide it began
to rise
The tide it rose so
high!
As the full moon, like
a swollen balloon
Lurched slowly across
the sky.
Someone saw Robin on
the shore
As the tide surged
around his feet
And signalled, the
Batsign out
Glimmering above the
nightswept street.
Then Batman came on
his Batmobile
He roared along the
beach!
Like a movie scene,
stopped the mighty machine
By Robin, near close
enough to reach.
And then it was that
the Boy Wonder
Said, “You left me for
dead.”
Took a stick, or maybe
a brick
And smashed it on
Batman’s head.
Batman fell with a
hollow groan
And drowned in the
rising tide
Yes, Batman drowned,
in the rising waves
Drowned right until he
died.
Then Batman was a
goner
You can check if I
lied!
And Lad Robin, with a
wicked grin
Took the Batmobile for
a ride.
Lex Luthor in the
meantime crimed
Oh what a crime spreed
he!
And with his load of
ill gotten gains
Back homewards he started to flee.
Now the cops were on
his trail
And fast it was they
came!
Lex Luthor moved his
fastest
But it wasn’t the
same.
It was as though it
was all over
He’d lost everything
once more
Bitterly he thought,
and almost forgot
That he’d sent Robin
to the shore.
But the Boy Wonder came
roaring up
In the Batmobile he
came!
And stopped by Lex,
laughing aloud
As though it was a
merry game.
“Get in, you bald old
coot!”
He shouted, and he
grinned
And the Batmobile,
like the Devil’s wheel
Through the streets it
spinned.
And Lex won to his
hideout
Got home with all his
take
And he lit a candle,
on his laden mantle
For his arch-enemy’s
sake.
“I’ve done enough,” he
declared
“This heist I’ll never
top,
So it makes sense,
even to the dense
That now I’d better
stop.
“I’m the King of Crime
right now
What more could I ever
need?
I have infamy and
fortune
And the Batmobile as
my steed.
“So I’ll hand over my
reins
You’ll be the King of
Crooks, won’t you?
Come with me and we’ll
celebrate
With a trip to the
zoo.”
And now it is that Lad
Robin
Strides across the
World of Crime
While Luthor sits in
luxury
Batman’s bones roll in
grime.
One day perhaps a Catman
will rise
Or better yet, a
Ratman grow
From out among the
oppressed throng
And a gauntlet he’ll
throw.
And then maybe the
world will see
The beginning of Robin’s
fall
But until then, the criminals’
friend
Will stand over the
city tall.
And to think it was
Batman’s fault
To bin the brat he
bred!
It was indeed, that he
deserved it
This had to be said.
Someday when the wind
moans so
And the sky with
clouds is filled
Look for his bones,
among the beach’s stones
And if you find them,
don’t be thrilled.
Batman was a selfish
pig
A capitalist lord as
well
And he deserved his
warm reception
Among his partners
down in hell.
Long may the Lad Robin
shine
In his shorty-shorts
and yellow cape!
And with his rule, you
stupid fool
You yourself need to
shape.
And Lex Luthor,
holiday home
A blessing on his
baldy head!
Long may it glow, in
calm and in blow
Until we’re all long
dead.
And then the world
will be a better place
When Ratman and Robin
see
That apart they’re
enemies, but
Friends is the way to
be.
Then it will be peace
and calm
A Golden Age will
come!
The only ones who
demur then
Will be the criminal
and the bum.
Oh Batman had a baby
He called him Robin,
oh delight
And Robin killed
Batman
And took the world
overnight.
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