Working for Tony Stark

Just a random poem about working for Tony Stark.

Working for Tony Stark

Most people would kill for this job,
But I guess I know why.
Though all my head does is throb,
Tony Stark is my guy.

He gave me a job when I needed it most,
And continues to be there for me.
Now let's make a toast
To the man that has made me, me.

We've been through so much,
And still as close as ever.
He is like my crutch,
Staying by my side forever.

But what can I say?
He'll be in my life forever.
And at the end of the day,
I'll leave his side, never.



Authors Note: I think I've finished it, but just keep in mind this is my first piece of poetry. Don't judge it too harshly, please!