Beware the Ides of March
the day that tyrants fall
and portents are fulfilled
was Ceaser a tyrant or just ambitious?
or did he stand delicious in the foyer of Spring?
thrice he did refuse the crown
yet ribs interrupted by knives
chilled ambition for tombs
a cup of water from the Rubicon
and a toast to mighty Ceaser
the battle goes to the bold
forget the paperwork.
Soon it will be the Ides of April
