Nette's Mask
Nette’s mask
This fellow wore the mask of Zorro,
Like his hero this swords man, he creeps,
The women fancied our Zorro,
new masked one, conning ladies, heaps.
Zorro , he stole of their kisses,
When he passed through their darkened rooms,
His double masked one, got some kisses,
By following the flash Z man soon.
Senorita said, "Zorro be gentle,”
“Like you did in the heat of the night”
Zorro he thought “is she distraught!”
“I have not had this sweetest delight”
14-july-11
Don Johnson
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