I woke up this morning,
Thinking about this certain fictional character,
Her abilities – like a tactical warning,
A sort of rectitude predator.
I couldn’t help but always admire,
Thought the sexist stereotype was one she dismissed,
To be like her was my desire,
With S.H.I.E.L.D she coexists.
I knew of her code name: Black Widow,
In a ton of comics she appeared,
Guess you could say she was a known hero,
Sometimes even feared.
I, however thought she was strong,
Fighting, surviving, saving; her main aim,
In Marvel she does still belong,
Natasha Romanoff – I somewhat still want to be the same.