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Year 7/8 Hail —

Kyla´s Poem

He peers at the moonlit sky waiting for a sign.

Sees what he’s looking for and suddenly.

His shoes are fiery rockets shooting across the ground.

His cape swims in the air like a fish in summer.

His arms, across his face blocking the rapid wind.


Arriving at the pitch black graveyard, he spots his opponent.

Sprinting behind a rugged tombstone halting the eye contact.

He darts toward a shed, rolling across the dead grass.

Boo! He turns his head to see the cruelly pleasant face of the Joker.

CRasH! bOOm! BAnG! SmASH! ViCTorY!

Batman drags the limp body of the Joker toward his car.


They slowly fade into the starry night.