Home from work, the kettle is on,Time to relax, put your best frown upon.That square of light offers sweet, cheap escape,To watch a grown man fly in a ridiculous red cape.He saves the world, chases the ridiculously badโWait, is that the neighbor’s kid? No, it’s her Dad!Laughter, tears, and fictional emotion,Drowning reality in a whimsical, …
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