The Ginger Ninja

Could it be a Ninja?

Dressed in robes of ginger?

All moves and chops

To stay on top.

Flailing arms and flashing eyes

Bulging triceps, metallic thighs.

Ninja, come play with me

Ninja, come make hay with me.

Show me that you’re so much more;

A warrior I could adore.

Hold me tight, and treat me right.

Defend my honour; integrity.

For I am yours, for all to see,

Guard me with your weaponry

Use your powers; protect my life

Use your powers to rid all strife.

Take me away from hence I come

To Ninjaland and Ninja fun.