Never was much of a girlie girl,
Now, Harley Quinn, that's my type of gal,
She rocks that bat,
You don't want to mess with that,
I would love to be on the Justice League,
That's my scene, Wonder Woman, the Flash,
I would love to have powers like that.
Maybe the Avengers instead,
Thor with his mighty hammer,
Hulk with his Anger.
To have that strength and all that power.
How about the X-Men?
Mystique, she's the queen,
She can be anyone she wants to be.
Wolverine, hard to decide,
Piss him off and his Claws come out.
Who would you be?
What would you do?
Would you choose to do right?
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