Super, Not Perfect

Once, when Superman was self hypNOzing
By way of vintage television set,
Lois Lane walked in to find him dozing
Which triggered her big city fiscal fret
"Is this how they pay the bills on Krypton?"
His reply claimed he contemplated aspect
And which ratio he was sweet on
For making solitude fortresses correct.
Her metro flair insisted on feng shui
For their street of dreams Arctic bungalow
And he could see that she should have her way
In getting their golden ratios to flow,
For flowing ratios neatly restore
Both Human and Kryptonian rapport!