Society Lex:.. and the humdigger's of political parlance.. for this is a hexagon pentagon quintagon octagon society we are running into the ground like a beaten day of a song about shem the penman...
The Riddler: - singing ominously - into the ground.. into the ground.. they are.. driving?.. me into the ground.. into the ground...
Society Lex: .. yes.. we have all been shem...
nude lois shem: .. including me.. now finally an official member of Society.. of secret supervillain society...
the Riddler: .. are the other lois's coming...
nude lois shem: their coming on my heels..
Society Lex: .. wormwood, wormwood.. It means mischief malecho...
The Riddler: .. where's our head mustachio..
Braniac: .. he's here... I am just beginning my grave chess-game with Telos..
Society Lex: .. so are we all.. so are we all...
nude lois shem: .. my opposite number is meeting him soon.. ain't she...
Society Lex: .. yes.. my friend shem.. so are we all indeed.. along with her and you... sorry.. you can come along at your leisure.. sorry shem...
nude lois shem: .. you're polite lex... to a shem lois like me...
dialogue written by jeff king.. for JJ comics.. The Society #1 or #2 or #3....
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