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How can a Superhero Fight against crime and sin When daily there are fewer Phone boxes to change in. The crims would all laugh At the luducrous sight Of him in a lounge suit Arriving for the fight. Clark Kent has gone missing From the Smallville scene It’s almost as if he’d really Never ever been Nobody seemed to realise He chose the same time to go As Superman his Internationally Known and famous Alter Ego. Just when he was really needed Superman has finally gone Packed up all his kit And quickly moved on. He’s out there beyond the stars In interstellar space Trying to find himself A more suitable planetary base. The transformation to Super Hero Had taken an infinitesimal time But had been necessary In his fight against crime. It had had to be done quickly And quietly and on his own, But you didn’t need a little kiosk To use a Mobile phone. He watched in disbelief as They spread inexorably on Until the ubiquitous call box Had almost finally gone. Buildings once had lobbies But not anymore You needed a passcode of ID To get through an electronic door. And then all of a sudden Things had got incredibly bad Putin, Trump and Johnson as Half the planet went mad. When he decided to leave He’d thought he might cry But he departed with just A slightly moist eye. Just when he was needed Superman was gone, Packed all his bags And quickly moved on. He’s gone beyond the stars To go and try his luck. As for the Human Race, He just couldn’t give a damn. Except for the odd little thought Of Earth and its simpler ways Before the advent of theTwenty Four Hour connected days When when he was needed he Could jump into any phone kiosk And he could change very rapidly Rght up from his undies and socks.