I'm Batman

Dirty towels tied tight
around neck, down back
each little boy thinks
he’s the man come bat.

But terry cloth just wasn’t
fine enough for me
and to my ever patient mum
I did tearfully plead

“Make me a cape
of the darkest black
with that badge so yellow
of my hero’s bat”.

And when next I gazed down
from my bedroom lair
a little girl pointed
and shouted “Look there!”

Then I rushed down the stairs
in my cowl of nylon
stood hand hipped on the street
and decreed “I’m Batman!”