When Cleo got Caesar’s call/Her carpet was wall-to-wall/And therefore, we’re told/she had herself rolled/In a “throw rug” – and came after all !
The outfit she wore that day/Proves she left without any delay/He was taken aback/At the sight of her rack/(‘Tis said that he hollered “Hooray!”)///
Cynics (rascals like you and me)/Suspect that “a girl such as she”/Prob’ly gave it a try/With that muscular guy/In those tedious hours at sea…///
When Caesar went “under the knife”/And the empire with chaos grew rife/It just can’t be denied/That she chose the wrong side/But she (cleverly?) took her own life.