Childhood - I Wanted To Be Zorro Poem by Paul Warren

When I was 8 I wanted to be Zorro the swordsman
I used to come home school in my cunning plan
On Channel Seven at four o'clock the television was right
And in Old California when the full moon was bright
Rode the horseman known as Zorro in black and white
With the Mexican soldiers bungled all the Zorro fights

It was when California was part of Mexico on the west coast
And Spanish was the language and the landowners could boast
He was Diego de la Vega in black satin on a black horse
And he would battle the bad guys leaving a carved Zee - of course
The stories were simple and he always won the day
And I rode with a black mask around the backyard his way!

© Paul Warren Poetry