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About This Poem
Zorro, The Legend
He rode fast, he rode hard!
on his black mighty steed!
His sword wrought him fame toward...
helping those in dire need!....
He was deceivingly mistook for...
and outlaw and a thief!
but was only there to restore...
his peoples honor and relief,
The swift sword of Zorro...
his black horse, cape and mask!...
are forever.... tomorrow!
in legend to bask!
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