“If I liked boys in that way
I’d celebrate him everyday.
Alas, I don’t. It’s plain to see.
And yet he’s still my cup of tea.
He’s got big balls, the bravest kind.
Inside that iron suit you’ll find
a man quite born to save the day,
or solve the crime the thoughtful way.
A wicked wit, the keenest mind,
and if you’re trapped you might just find
he’ll blast the door, or pick the lock
and prove himself. No shit, Sherlock.”
-Colin Farrell’s poem to Robert Downey Jr.