About a year ago I wrote this begining of a parody of The Illiad. If someone with more ambition wants to finish it, they're more than welcome to.

Superman Comes To Earth
(inspired by Dryden's Illiad)

The wrath of Superman, o muse, resound;
Whose effects the mighty Lex Luthor has found,
And many a villian, crook, and fiersome foe,
Were sent to where the bad guys go:
Their asses prey to prison homos made,
And so was the force of justice obeyed.

From that ill-omened hour when strife begun
On Krypton, his parents knew their sun,
Would issue soon forth in one mighty blast,
The race of the Kryptonites was not one to last.
But the father of Superman, and also his mother
Would not have their son's fate be like the others:
So in a capsule they sent him, like the womb before birth,
Towards the primitive world known to us as the Earth.

It travelled through space at astonishing speed,
And landed in Kansas, among the hay and the seed.
In Smallville, the Kents did discover,
This alien child, human on the cover,
And showed love for him, as if he was their own-
They named him Clark Kent and he entered their home.