In Ancient Rome, the emperor is sitting on his throne,
He’s feeling pretty lonely for he’s, well, he’s all alone.
Poor Julius is rather bored, he fiddles with his toga,
And lifts his knees and shuts his eyes and practises his yoga.
While thus engaged, a servant girl comes through the massive door,
He doesn’t see her tiptoeing across the marble floor,
Cautiously she slowly takes an ice-pop from the freezer,
But then he opens up his eyes. Aha! Young Julius sees her.
He’s feeling pretty lonely for he’s, well, he’s all alone.
Poor Julius is rather bored, he fiddles with his toga,
And lifts his knees and shuts his eyes and practises his yoga.
While thus engaged, a servant girl comes through the massive door,
He doesn’t see her tiptoeing across the marble floor,
Cautiously she slowly takes an ice-pop from the freezer,
But then he opens up his eyes. Aha! Young Julius sees her.
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