Ah, to live with such abandon,
Like a child who runs with scissors
Never thinking consequence.
Dashing off to feats of conquest,
Flaring cape and daring-do,
Masked avenger crushing evil,
Grand toastmaster of defense.
Swooping in on wings of stealth,
Saves the day,
Savors victory incognito,
Shuns the spotlight.
That’s his way.
Now years on years (not always kind),
This antique craft no longer flies.
Still that child who runs with scissors
Exists somewhere deep inside.
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