I am surrounded by a bunch of imcompetent fools
Who can not perform one simple task.
No matter how many times I send them after the Fox,
They can't capture the man in the mask.
Everything was going smooth, my plans all in place.
But then a few months ago, one night
Zorro appeared and everything seemed to go wrong.
Now he is to be apprehended on sight.
He rides a black horse and is good with a blade,
And has more luck than anyone I've ever seen.
He always seems to arrive in the nick of time,
And he has captured the people's esteem.
I've put a price on his head, wanted dead or alive,
For the reward maybe someone will turn him in.
Must find a way to get rid of this thorn in my side,
Maybe the next time we meet I will win.
Someday I'll find out who it is wears the disguise,
Has he left me clues to his identity?
Every time I think I've found out who he really is,
I'm proven wrong and have to set him free.
The name of Monastario will go down in history.
In the future whenever people see that name
They will read all about my many accomplishments.
What will be my greatest claim to fame?
