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A Chance Encounter

           
 T'was the sign of the times            
             
         
The Death-Star's unforeseen foreclosure a casualty            
Of the 2008 subprime mortgage meltdown            
Now owned by JP Morgan            
A subsequent mental breakdown rendered              
The Sith Lord unable to wield the Force            
Homesick and hungry he wanders the subways              
Women think he's some thirsty ass dude              
With all the heavy breathing            
But that's just a symptom from his perennial asthma condition            
He still has dreams of conquest of the galaxy            
But now he's gotta start over small            
And try to join the Illuminati              
             
             
Wayne Manor gets steamrolled by imminent domain            
North Dakota pipeline slated to run through the Batcave              
The Bat-mobile a serious drain on resources            
Can't find replacement parts              
And it's a gas guzzler on top of that            
Only recourse is to donate it to Cars 4 Kids            
And wait for his tax rebate            
Cuz Alfred and Robin embezzled the remainder of his funds              
Alfred fled to Costa Rica            
With that gold digging broad Catwoman            
While Robin and Bane got hitched            
And now sponsor events for the LGTB community            
Filled with pain and nostalgia he roams the subway tunnels            
Pining over his beloved Batcave            
             
             
             
Two dark souls meet in a subway car            
 Immediately they size each other up            
They're not enemies but you know how it go            
Hurt people hurt people            
Looks like they're gonna have to get down the old fashion way              
Because DV can't afford batteries for his life saber            
And BM had to pawn his utility belt              



So here you have two caped individuals        
Washed up and unwashed        
Tryin to come up off of some bogus street cred    
Its a new kind of black on black crime       
The Dark Knight vs the Dark Side    
About to get it in on the southbound A train        
Something's gotta give  
Written by Naajir
Published | Edited 31st Oct 2022
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