Oh Iron Man, dear Iron Man

Thoust feats are truly great

Using wit and armor

As thou combats fear and hate

True thou doth do battle

With exoskeleton bequeathed

But thy weapons do not quite portend

Thoust heart deep underneath

So as thou noisy government

Grabs in vain forst that dear suit

And as thou doth show honor

With Ivan Venko in pursuit

Remember thoust beloved

A Peppered girl named Potts

And remember too, our heart's cry

“Dude, we wanna see Iron Man 3 a lot.”