A/N: Hey guys! Just a short poem I came up with last night. Unbelievable. Here you goooo!

Your prideful, selfish, narcissist self

You think you have all the fame and wealth

At least I don't need fake hearts for my health

Or suits to be all the more stealthy

At least I actually know how to date

Because I'm not single at 48

Can you simply accept humanity's fate

And stop trying to avenge it?

Your rage is what will kill them all

When you turn green, muscular and tall

You need to control it or else you will fall

Just try not to get angry.

Just the simple things that make you mad

Stop trying to make us feel so bad

About the life you could've had…

But you wouldn't have been avenging…

Your manners are so 1940's

Such a goodie two shoes- so perfect, so boring

You can't write a half decent plot to a story

So why should I bother to care?

Because, despite your boring old ways

You really do deserve the praise

So why would you waste your glorious days

On avenging the earth

You've got red in your ledger and you'd like to wipe it out

But when you can't, you secretly pout

You silently scream, yell and shout

But you hide your public emotion

Running around in your skintight suit

Innocent bystanders think you're a hoot

With all your guns and bullets to shoot

If only avenging were the reason.

Your arrows never hit the ground

You silently sneak without a sound

And not a trace of evidence is found

Besides robotic carcass

Your blood is dripping down your head

As your very next move is read

But you'd rather suffer instead

Of not avenging your "friends"

A lightning bolt fell from the sky

Just as you were about to fly

It landed dead next to you, you could've died!

If you're a hero, shame on you

You're supposed to be saving civilians

The damage you've done has cost them millions

Who am I to say, possibly billions!

That's why they shouldn't avenge.

A team we are, a team we'll be

We'll save millions, maybe two or three

Even if it doesn't end joyfully

It's better than our alternative.

A Russian assassin, a giant green monster,

A man in a suit, a purple archer,

a vibranium frisbee, some lightning bolts,

We are the legend that saved New York.