Life is great,
When everything would be going your way
But, a small bump in the path
Could leave you in a spiral of despair
Making sporadic decisions
Having the law come after you
You evade them
But, one comes after you donning a black cape
He wants you to stop
He intends to bring you back to reality.
You continue your reign of insanity
No matter how disfigured your face may turn
You figure this is a game
And you think everything is a game
Playing with anything that comes your way
Could you be anymore careless
and try not think that everything could be your
plaything
Not everything can be treated lightly
Life is no game.
The man donning the black cape tries to stop this
He does
He foils your “Game”
And throws you in an asylum
An insane asylum
A playground for you
You meet others that have been put here by the man in the black cape
A penguin looking man
A man with many questions
And many others that have been put here by the man.
You escape from the asylum
You look at the city before you
This is your kingdom
You pull the strings
You are the baddest of the bad
You kill whoever you please
You do what you want
You are always irrational
You enjoy the crimes
You are the Clown Prince of Crime
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