Once, when the world was filled with Rome,
through long gone mists of time,
there wasn't any poetry
for Romans couldn't rhyme.
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There are Ides for each of the months, that of March was his... looking forward with profound hopes and wishes to a similar waning of the moon... and fate... for our current Caesar.
, , i liked this poem a lot except for the last stanza, , , , the use of rhyming words is terrific, , , , great one, , , i will vote 9, , :)
Another fine write Thomas - enjoyed reading.