The self-affirmation of the Doll Man. November 7, 2010 filed under Categories golden age 4 Comments from Feature Comics #121 (April 1948)
I love super hero comics. Just when you thought you saw everything, the damnedest little thing pops up.
From far, from eve and morning, And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither; here am I.
Ah, Doll Man. Who you call when the Atom, Ant-Man and Wasp are all busy.
Or when they haven’t been born yet.
I love super hero comics. Just when you thought you saw everything, the damnedest little thing pops up.
From far, from eve and morning,
And yon twelve-winded sky,
The stuff of life to knit me
Blew hither; here am I.