Clean shine shaven face sculpted like a Grecian
Stares down evil
Down the barrel of the gun pointed at his chest
Peppered with pellets and small-scale smoke effects
He stands, unafraid, undaunted by the intergalactic menace
Fires straight and true and fatal with a deft flick of the wrist
And turns, dark and compelling,
Eyes, unblinking, eyes that could stun a man at fifty paces,
Turns, composed and unfaltering
Steps out from the shadows ---
And clatters down the street like a bow-legged ostrich.
One man fate has made indestructible
Captain Scarlet.
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