The Masque
The Masque
By Rick Rucker
I go about my daily task,
Covered by my spiffy mask,
I ride Silver into town,
To save those, trodden down,
Accompanied, as I am, by Tonto,
I must get the bad guys, pronto!
It would seem to be my Fate,
To clean up a town in half an hour, never late!
I wear the mask, not as a disguise,
It helps accentuate my eyes,
I should really ride my horse side saddle,
But it would be awkward going into battle!
Next, I am thinking of adding, to my mask, some lace,
I think it would help to frame my face!
I never stay in one place,
Quickly, out of town we race,
I am thinking of growing a mullet,
So much less expensive a memory than a silver bullet!
As we ride out, past the church and steeple,
I think I will join The Village People!
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