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Past Lives

I was Indiana, riding with rifle pointing ahead, then Cassanova, lost count of how many in my bed, as Sitting Bull, I looked down directing my braves, I passed under an arch, giving one of Cleopatra's waves. Tried to change history - it wasn't Custer's last stand, as Columbus, I called America India, got mixed up with the land, we couldn't have Captain Cook murdered by a bunch of savages, Moses didn't take any tablets - just lots of stone pages. We knew that Nelson was gay when he said: 'Kiss me Hardy,' and Napoleon was shunted off to St. Helena reluctantly, I prevented 'The Maid of Orle'ans' from being burnt at the stake, Fagin asked me to pick pockets - it was more than I could take. Then back to the beginning - maybe Tutenkamen would do, which exotic personage could you emulate if it was you?

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