I am a riddle,
Wrapped in a mystery
Inside an enigma
And riddles is what I love
I am a master of crime
A bundle of vicious wit
Combined with callous creativity
Instead of petty violence
For brute strength
Is far from refined
Compared to this mastermind
I am one of a kind
So riddle me this,
Riddle me that
And get used to the fear
For the Riddler is here
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 10:25 AM UTC
I am a riddle,
Wrapped in a mystery
Inside an enigma
And riddles is what I love
I am a master of crime
A bundle of vicious wit
Combined with callous creativity
Instead of petty violence
For brute strength
Is far from refined
Compared to this mastermind
I am one of a kind
So riddle me this,
Riddle me that
And get used to the fear
For the Riddler is here
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