Oh, once upon a time in Arkansas,An old man sat in his little cabin doorAnd fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear,A jolly old tune that he played by ear.It was raining hard, but the fiddler didn’t care,He sawed away at the popular air,Tho’ his rooftree leaked like a waterfall,That didn’t seem to bother the man at all.
Batman got to see the Beaver Super Moon…