When You Try REAALLY Hard To Make The Punchline Work

Superman came flying down

And handed me an Out.

He said, “I’ll be back before tomorrow”

But I had considerable doubt,

So I struck Superman with my knee

And I’m feeling perfectly right;

I kneed a hero

I’m holding Out for a hero ’til the end of the night.

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