El Grande Mysterioso Defeats Robert Kilroy-Silk in Poetic Face-Off

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A silver haired man did come walking this way,
Yes, came walking this way on a bright, sunny day;
The look in his eyes filled my heart with dismay
And his name was Bob Kilroy-Silk

He asked where I came from, I claimed Mexico,
Yes, I claimed Mexico and his breathing did slow
And the smile from his lips went like arrows from bows
Old silver haired Bob Kilroy-Silk

He shrieked at high pitch: "return, foreign scum,
Yes, return foreign scum from whence thee did come,
Thou art not wanted here under this English sun"
That loveable Bob Kilroy-Silk

To avoid all diseases henceforth he did flee,
O quickly did flee and my heart filled with glee
That once more alone my silence walked with me:
May god speed you, Bob Kilroy-Silk.