you kick the door off its hinges as you exit the liberated shack

fresh air pours in as you feel accomplished, your foe's head in a sack

you throw it forcefully into your trunk as you check your clothes

armored, you toss a few pieces into the trunk so you fit into the car

you drive away, returning to the Good Guys department where you cash in

"oh it is good" they say, as you get back-pats & lotsa cash [or whatever trophy/award]

evil has stopped in that location & that is swell, things better for it

the clouds form a thumbs-up gesture, as you gesture one back

"fuck yea," you say, fuck yea

you nod your head a few more times, fuck yea...

you go back home, where everything is awesome

sleep is nice

la la land