Oswald Cobblepot's Umbrella Poem by Alexander Onoja

Have you heard of the shelter,
that houses you against climatic dangers?
Held by a gentle man of crime,
who walks just like the penguin.
He keeps his calm sublime,
disguising his inner devils singing.

He has a short stature,
dark wet hair and beak-like nose,
top black hat, bow tie and tuxedo,
and a dark umbrella wherever he goes.

Low-level psychopath,
underling to gangster lords.
High-level bloodypath,
fighting dragons and crossing swords.
Sings in the aftermath,
picking scales and broken chords.

Have you heard of him, scared of pneumonia?
Cos that's what killed his dad.
With a lovely, over-protective mother,
with a touch of love he knew she had.

Someday, he would be a great man,
but at that moment, he was not.
Who wouldn't stay under the penguin's umbrella,
when the weather is violent and hot?