Solo mission in steady rain, from fedora drops and dripsRikki picks up Tracy, her hand steady on the whip.Within the Death Coach proof of life, to the underworld they rideSoon below the city streets where malice doth abide.Arriving at the dank, dark lair, Abner appears upon a screenGloating with derision and vile bloodlust most obscene.The Challenges of the Catacombs: the maze doth threaten deathOne trap leads to another until Tracy draws no breath.Abner loves old horror films, live theatre thrills him tooBut the MCU, Tracy’s crew, has no Wrist Wizard view.Tracy faces the first deathtrap, his courage deep and wideSending up a silent prayer, crosses to the other side.
Solo mission in steady rain, from fedora drops and dripsRikki picks up Tracy, her hand steady on the whip.Within the Death Coach proof of life, to the underworld they rideSoon below the city streets where malice doth abide.Arriving at the dank, dark lair, Abner appears upon a screenGloating with derision and vile bloodlust most obscene.The Challenges of the Catacombs: the maze doth threaten deathOne trap leads to another until Tracy draws no breath.Abner loves old horror films, live theatre thrills him tooBut the MCU, Tracy’s crew, has no Wrist Wizard view.Tracy faces the first deathtrap, his courage deep and wideSending up a silent prayer, crosses to the other side.