Beware © Donna Rae Lands
Beware of the Ides of March.
Full moons are hidden amongst the golden arch.
It’s a decision and incision that comes ever so quick.
It’s all for Senate plans that damage the sick.
They’re trolling the halls of the Capital Arch.
Beware of the Ides of March.
It is speaking in whispers from all those in blue.
Mass colored for the blind fool in you.
It’s a decision and incision that comes ever so quick.
The secret one is truly the people’s pick.
Hear ye, hear ye, sung from the pews of the Church.
Beware of the Ides of March.
They’re the secrets of the double crossed lines.
Connected triangles are their evil signs.
It’s a decision and incision that comes ever so quick.
Dagger eyes of anger are all by his side.
Lost codes in translation are what he must betide.
Beware of the Ides of March.
Full moons are hidden amongst the golden arch.
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