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Cold Embrace

The day I met Doctor Doom I offered him a hug He accepted but the moment was more akin to a tug His armor was cold and dense with the cape being like a rug The moment was just awkward and he acted all like smug I didn't want to seem unwarm or treat him like a thug It's just encassed in all that Iron may him seem like a giant bug So I ended the embrace as if I was putting down a jug And then went about my business as if I was wearing an earplug

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