Night Of The Penguins

Sunset in Gotham city 
The sky is red as blood 
A dark gloom reigns the town 
As if it knows what awaits 

Late at night 
A horde of creatures sneaks into town 
Armed with razorsharp beaks 
Certain that no one will get in their way 

Sensing death in the air 
Nobody even dares to go out 
Soon the penguins will find Batman's cave 
Proceeding with their cunning plan 

After emptying the batmobiles tyres 
They sneak back into the woods 
Leaving no trace to be found 
But a stench of death and decay