“Julius Caesar was killed for one reason,
the Senators decided to accuse him of treason,
the day was the Ides and March was the season,
he wanted to be king, they wanted his head.”
– stanza of a poem I wrote ten years ago. Won me a school competition.
Monday feels a bit, appropriately, like this today:
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Hey, I thought about that poem today!