Break it open! Break it open!
We've seen many a whole broken open
And many a kola cotyledon bears blight-
Fresh agony after a brief laugh
The large parent worm manifests
itself
By rising to the surface with its ridges
Ridges of debris of mastication
But the upcoming babies are passed on
And passed on during the falling apart
Oust the guy! Oust him!
We have seen the ejection of many a Caesar
And the schemers nursing remorse quandary
Lingering commotion entwining their sky
Each Caesar has his own belief
To choose to have his world turn upside down
Or with his stock of war ware still stick around
And see through the devastation asked for
By perpetrators who have to secure theirs anew
To really attend to the gruesome conflict
But then every triumvir still shall Caesar be
For each garden egg, in the sun does turn red
Radiation being such a taxing clout
We need not be, by bigotry carried away
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