Captain America and the Falcon 160
He was defeated
by Captain America's all-weather paint
as he was the
furthest thing from a saint
His name was Solarr
and he drew his power from the sun
He would blast beams of energy
like a full-powered gun
He's most likely now
in a lowly dimmed cell
where he can cause no more damage
in this place he now dwells
He thought he was invincible
in his yellow costumed suit
but now he's in a place
where no one gives a hoot!
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