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Cleopatra and Her Asp !

Pyramids hued in sand like granite,Egyptian mummies all wrapped from ages of habits! In those days were not shotrages in band-aids,History retells tales of kings being waited on by servants and hand maids! Royalty amid tribes of the desert ruled by Cloepatra's reign,Her fleet sailed and was manned by slaves at oars of pain!Mark Antony was stayed,by Cleo's asp,In those days,it's people were ruthless and crasp! Poisioned thru love's heartache and disappointment at hand,They did die by their very own hands,in this area of their own calling,This Egyptian Desert's,royal birth land!The Noble did want to take Royalty as his wife,There was no hope,thus they took their very own life! 11-12-2005'. Michael Jeffrey Gale Copyright ©2005 Michael Jeffrey Gale

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