alone...

My super belly under my chest

Makes for a villain punching fest

My favorite victim, fake Dr. Doom

He disappeared, left with a boom

I am back to get traffic sinners

And all the other wannabe winners
Oh I miss my counterpart
But he is off since the Great Fart

Other villains are in need
One for myself, or is that greed?
There is this guy, he is all nude
But I never saw that naked dude

The invisible nude villain is a pain
Looking for him is just no gain
I need an evil one to battle and fight
As superhero, that's my right!

outrageous

When I came back into my lair

I dressed up nice, to have some flair

The invitation should come soon

To see the Thee, by next full Moon

I waited but I was ignored

Eventually I just got bored

To take over I need some money

Old fasioned sales are not so funny

I sold old inventions from my yard

Making some cash is not that hard

I never sold the cookie gun

But a guy dressed as King* did 'grab and run'

Now its time for my newest plan,

Pop music robot hypnotizing fans?

Maybe I should just try to scourge?

Or on a vacation completely splurge!

I really could use some holidays

Need to recharge the evil rays

After I can deal with super hero belly dude

And of course with Thee, since they were rude

conclusion:

be careful who you ignore

*see the poem Do you know the Muffin Man

The master plan Part 3

I finally fueld the timemachine

My simnple solution came up clean

I found a senior with medicinal smoke

that really distracted belly bloke

Finally I could do my very evil deed

while he lectured the senior about the weed

I went back through time and and of course space

and planted beans all over to rest this case

I went to get proof of the dinosaurs fart

Bringing my gas-mask was really smart

with a big bang you could hear the gas discharge

and with sudden thunder appeared a huge barge

The guy on the Ship shouted down with a roar

"By my enourmous big Hammer I'm mighty Thor!"

He was all over muscle and glare with some fury

I right away knew, he was judge without jury

"I am Thor and my job is to thunder

The instigator of this noise I will utterly sunder!"

He jumped down and wrestled a T-Rex

I quickly recorded how his biceps did flex

I took the chance to escape back to home

Belly Guy waited, his face anger and foam

I took his belly hit, and thought "what a goof"

Thee were waiting for me to look at my proof

The Master Plan Part 2

The time machine is almost done
But now I'm chased, am on the run
All I need to travel through time
Is something bad, an evil crime

It's fueled by evil moods and any bad feelings
Stealing candy from kids and other dealings
But after I stole my  first candy bar
This guy showed up, and began to spar

His gigantic belly knocked me right out
What a weird power, without any doubt
Now every time I commit a sin
This guy shows up and bellies my chin

He always shouts, take this fake Dr. Doom
I hate it, him beating me causes me gloom
I have to find a way to beat belly hero
Or my THEE ambition goes down to zero

conclusion:

there is always someone who rains on your parade!

Not so super Superhero

He is a superhero with great powers

When he sees wrong, his mood just sours

Following just every rule

step by step, that makes him drool

He likes to punish evil crimes

but also the little ones at times

He pursues little miss steps unforgiving

That's why he's feared by all the living

A Grandma crossing a small street

he handed a jay-walking receipt

Kindness is not his stronges suit

He's kicking bad children with his boot

In the name of justice, he fights wrong

the bad feelings he leaves, are very strong

No doubt that he was born to be a hero

But his understanding of greatness comes to zero

Thank god for everyone, his biggest joy

Is fighting Fake Doom that evil boy

The master plan

Think of  a secret lair, deep under the sea

This is the meeting spot of those called Thee

Thee are this worlds secret reign

Evil men with twisted brain

One of Their secrets, Thee don't age

That's just a bonus to Their wage

Their power and might is just immense

being one of Them makes lots of sense

That's why I invent pure wickedness

and scheme with lives likes pawns in chess

Be in Thee ranks, would be ascension

So all I need, is Their attention

All previous inventions failed

They burnt me, hit me and had me nailed

My plan contains a time machine

A dying race and bags of bean

I will travel back in time

just after life crawled out of slime

I will plant these beans all over

And come to think, maybe some clover

And when the dinos come around

They eat the beans...make farting sounds

These gases rising, causes commotion

And eventually it freezes the ocean

Dinosaurs can't stand the cold

they die out, their bones will mold

There is one problem, I confess

changing time...that's dangerous

We all know what caused their death
A meteor that takes your breath
So a week before this rock appears
I have them killed and say my cheers

You can call me killer of a race
with the unchanged future still in place
But now I am in some distress
I need this machine to have success

It's time to build and not to rhyme

I will see you at a better time

conclusion:
It takes a special mind to make immortality out of farts

Science of Evil

I invent, that is my Job

for example, see this blob

he grows and grows at quite some rate

but fails to fill my needs of hate

I should not have build it, out of jello

people love my blobby fellow

I wish I would be... like DR. DOOM

maybe with this evil broom?

NO, I can't scare with cleaning stuff

It should be bigger, should be rough

With claws and guns ,lets use this rifle

What it shoots? Right now thats trifle

I build the biggest Gun! It's Pink?

Does that matter?...do you think?

And it shoots cookies...I had enough

Inventing evil...yeah its tough

conclusion:

Cookies might cause Caries! So would Jello...Diabetes risks skyrocketing...

sometimes its hard to see real dangers and true evil