With Avengers: Endgame coming soon, I wanted to recap the entire MCU such that me and my mates would not have to explain every single detail to each other in the dark of the theater. But watching every single film would, to be honest, not fun. And so I decided to attempt a feat that (I don't think) no one has ever achieved before:
Recap all the MCU films.
In poetry.
I hope y'all will join me on my journey through the MCU.
So, let's start from the beginning, one last time.
MARVEL STUDIOS' IRON MAN
BUT IT RHYMES
My name is TONY STARK,
And for many years, I spent my life happy as a lark.
You see, my father founded the Stark Industries company.
And now, the CEO just happens to be me.
Everyone buys Stark weapons. Trust me, I know,
Even the military asked me to demonstrate the new missile “Jericho”.
But my transport was attacked, blown up by a bomb
I sat in a chair while they threatened me, so evil and yet so calm.
Turned out these “Ten Rings” had kidnapped another man,
A scientist, Ho Yinsen. And so we began to develop a plan.
We built a device called the Arc Reactor,
In our weaponized suit of armor, it was to be the most crucial factor.
I wore the suit and torched their goons,
They could not escape the IRON MAN, those buffoons.
Yinsen died, but I managed to make it home.
But I longed for the freedom of the suit, and how it allowed me to roam.
So now Stark Industries doesn’t sell guns,
And in my Mark II, I fought a bunch of terrorists in a tank. And won.
It was so easy. They barely had heard a whistle,
When they realized they were being attacked, and suddenly:
TANK MISSILE.
But it turns out my real enemy was Obadiah Stane.
He had sent the Ten Rings after me, desiring...something? Money? Fame?
He wanted to take over Stark Industries as its new head,
But I sent Pepper to search his computer instead.
She found out that he gave the weapons to the bad guys,
But then Stane stunned me at my house, stole my Reactor, left me to die.
But I reused the first Reactor, and put on my suit.
I went to fight Stane, the similarly armored brute.
But I flew high up, and while so did he, his suit froze.
But even after he hit the ground, the Iron Monger still rose.
I asked Pepper to overload my large Arc Reactor, surging the power,
And Stane fell into it, dead before the end of the hour.
Afterwards, the press had a few queries and questions,
And Coulson, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., had a few suggestions.
He gave me an alibi, a cover story to explain that night.
I’d say Stane disappeared on a plane, not in a fight.
So I nodded, walked up to the podium, and faced the reporters.
They were curious, anxious, and filling up my headquarters.
My friend Rhodey told me, “Stick to the cards.”
Because why wouldn’t I? The story had so many safeguards.
So I picked up the prepared statement, and I began.
The truth is…
I am Iron Man.
