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“Beware the Ides of March,” the seer said to Caesar, 
But no one paid him much attention because the seer was a teaser. 
  
Just last week the seer had said, “Beware the rear Cassias, 
Whatever it is that he’s been eating has left him awfully gaseous.” 

Poor Cassias was so self-conscience that he stopped eating for a week, 
It gave him a lean and hungry look that left him anything but meek. 

Then the seer said to Brutus, “You need to get out of this joint, 
I see that you’re about to get canned unless you show dear Caesar the point.” 

“That’s a pretty good idea,” Brutus said, “I think that that’s what we should do, 
Both me and Cassias can needle him and some of the other Senators will too.” 

But when the seer spoke to Caesar it was hard for the emperor to decide, 
What course of action he should take because he didn’t know what was an Ide. 

Then people were in awe of the seer’s power and the things that he could see, 
They never knew that the things he had said helped to fulfill his own prophesy.

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