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Tutankhamun, a small bird of prey
This pharaoh of Ancient Egypt
 Akhenaten’ son and his sister “the Young Lady”.
 Alas! Alas! Alas! Ay that was the name of his vizier
His minister or favourite
He made him marry
As a child
With his half-sister Ankhesenamun
Daughter of his father and Nefertiti
The Great Royal Wife
Conceiving two daughters who died
At the first opportunity
While in the sands of the desert
The whirlpools danced
And the sun played in the brightness of the rocky ground
And the humps of the camels.
Enamored by the magic of the roads
Supported by canes due to his physical disability
And other real illnesses:
Osteonecrosis: death of the bones in his left foot
Scoliosis: curvature of the spine
Malaria or paludism
For playing erotically with females
From Anopheles mosquitoes
Like elephants do with ants
In the Valley of the Kings
In the desert area (Desheret, the “Red Land”)
On the western bank of the Nile
In front of Luxor, in the heart of the Necropolis
Who made him die young
At nineteen years old.
A friend of mine “Pasapoga”
Called that way because she likes dancing a lot
Who loves to study about prehistoric ruins
In love with Howard Carter’s studies
Famous English archaeologist and Egyptologist
She decided, one day, to travel to Egypt
To visit the tomb of Tutankhamun.
She was making her way to the sarcophagus chamber
Flanked by two statues of the pharaoh
When she felt a hand touching her breast
Without knowing if it was from one statue or the other.
On leaving the visit and reporting it
A tomb robber was arrested
His laughter betrayed him
In addition to the fact that she came out shouting:
-The gods and pharaohs are not worth a damn
Only their jewels and money.
From then on, because of the “Touching of the pharaoh”
She named the pharaoh as “Tocatetamen”
“TouchBigTits”
Even though he had not been.
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