Night Of The Penguins

Sunset in Gotham cityThe sky is red as bloodA dark gloom reigns the townAs if it knows what awaitsLate at nightA horde of creatures sneaks into townArmed with razorsharp beaksCertain that no one will get in their waySensing death in the airNobody even dares to go outSoon the penguins will find Batman's caveProceeding with their cunning planAfter emptying the batmobiles tyresThey sneak back into the woodsLeaving no trace to be foundBut a stench of death and decay