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!

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