The Superhuman Potpourri

Couch potato, sour cream dip and a super hero movie, the finest of couture is but a normal adventure, some threads thrown to aquaman,
Yarns spun in the trident's gleam.
Or a bunch of friends in warm embrace and cool jokes,
That innocent groot, flashy starlord and know it all raccoon
Our childhood guardians, yes we are children of the keep.
I am still a Spidy figuring out my webs and you Iron and smart,
DC a marvel in here, for couch potatoes in love,
Normal people with no power
But only Dumbledore's love