Batman yawned and stretched his arms; Robin did the same.
Both of them were getting tired: they're been up late again.
The bad guys had been beaten; there was nothing left to do.
What else was there to pass the time? They both were feeling blue.
Clark Kent slouched lower in his chair, and finished off his drink.
Maybe, when he'd watched the game, he'd fly it to the sink...
“Or maybe not!” he thought aloud, and threw it on the pile.
Robin giggled, Batman laughed; they'd been drinking for a while.
Then all at once the feeling changed, red lights began to flash!
Heavy steps approached outside, then an almighty CRASH!
The Hulk stomped in and raised his voice: “Get up you guys – it's day!
Time to get this mess cleared up! Guess who are on their way!”
Everyone leapt to their feet, their motion all a blur.
Batman hoovered, Robin swept, to clean up quick for Her.
They scrubbed and polished, straightened, mopped;
Tidied, neatened, freshened, stopped …
… Then dusted, ironed, folded clothes;
Watered flowers, goodness knows!
But in a moment all was clear, the evidence was gone.
The proof was cleaned away from sight – they hadn't taken long!
And when the doorbell rang at last, they heaved collective sighs.
The only thing that Heroes fear are Super Hero Wives!