Captain America 10:2

It was floor number thirteen
that Captain America got
but he ended up in the basement
with green-cloaked misfits

Bucky tried his best to find him
though ended up getting his own trap door
they would reunite to battle
enemies galore

Cap exchanged his netting
with one of the guards
and the others didn't see 
what he had in store

Rough 'em up, beat 'em up
Cap and Bucky endured
But the bad guys started a fire
and the hotel burned more

Cap brought the fifth columnist
out to the fire chief
and then he went to give what he planned
a memorable speech
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