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The Secret Swordsman

I am athletic on my feet,
I am brave against defeat!
I am cunning, for the best,
I am dashing when put to the test…

I am enigmatic, behind my mask,
I am fiery, burning all in my path.
I am gymnastic, agile and quick
I am handsome of course and so slick!

I am inventive, to combat such evil,
I am joyful, in victory gleeful!
I am kind to the worthy, all others,
I am lustful, latino, a lover.

I am manly, I talk with the dagger,
I am never beaten, see the spring in my swagger?
I am open, I say what I mean
I am proud and I have to succeed.

I am quirky, I do things my way,
I am rich, but the bad guys will pay,
I am Spanish – have you worked me out yet?
I am tender, when the great sun has set…

I am unafraid – my foes meet their demise!
I am vain – I’ve got beautiful eyes…
I am wicked with blade, hands or feet,
I am xeric (Adapted to heat!)

I am young, I am free, from pain and from sorrow – but more than all that, of course:

I am Zorro!

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