Her black hair's flying in the breeze,
As she accelerates her killer Ferrari,
This memory's just right to freeze,
Stops the car at Armani,

Awaits the manager, with fat a parcel,
Those she meets, she'll bespell,
Pocket your prized possession,
A hobby, now an obsession.

High heeled & lethal is she,
She parks right by the bat mobile,
The Dark Knight in darkness awaits,
Her lovely pearls, their past will retrace.

Many she's fooled but not him,
Her innocently malicious eyes, never dim,
Over Gotham city, they secretly rule,
Other evil minds, they ridicule!!

Phantoms, gone in the blink of an eye,
Their memory, we'll forever keep,
Ask not where, what, how or why,
For their crazy insanity is far, far too deep!!!