That’s actually me.

I used to be a super-hero
Back when I was five:
My swordplay nonpareil; in fact,
No villain would survive

Their villainy, if they, perchance,
Happened to come past me;
I’d take them all down, laughing,
As I left a giant ‘Z’ —

I kind of peaked at five, I think,
My days as Mini-Zorro;
I’ve never been as dashing since,
To my eternal sorrow —

Yes, super-heroes go away
When they become unsuited,
Until another child comes
And all of it’s

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

4 thoughts on “Mini-Zorro”

  1. I would have tried to rescue you, I’m sure, although I’m not sure what from.


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