Superbland
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem
That so-called Superman is not so great.
Never writes a sonnet sequence in
Ten seconds (OR far fewer). Second-rate
He is. At speeding-bullet slicked up sin
He’s sixteenth-rate since he has never knocked
Up Lois Lane in all his (?) years of strength (?).
His strengths do not include six scores all chocked
With symphonies he wrote. His penis length
Seems small. (Just ask that Lois or his boy
Friends, Robin whom he has to borrow from
That Batman thing and other lads, each toy
He (?) TRIES to fill with non-Kryptonish cum.
He never does advanced mathematics.
Clark should stick to stupid aerobatics.
~ Phillip Whidden
