The Incredible Hulk,
he's the man with the bulk
and as green as a fresh frozen pea.
His eyes glow like coals
when he loses control.
See him grow till he's seven foot three.
He snarls at his foes
as he burst from his clothes,
which give way as his muscles all strain.
When he's finished the fight
he will slip out of sight
till he's puny and pink once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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