Letter to Caligula
You are a pervert
You lust and fornicate with great abandon
You bond with beasts in bacchanalian bliss
Caligula,
You are a murderer
You relish in relinquishing life
For glory
For infamy
Bathed with sexual orgies
Then you don the mantle of violent frenzy
You spill much blood
and wallow in your dementia
Meanwhile, Tiberius, looks up from hellacious bowels
and laughs uncontrollably
Your idol,
Places himself on your self-imposed altar
To reign on your blight in ghostly shadow
He opens his legs for your feat of fellatio
And as you do so
You binge on what you purge
Then you quiver and die
Like a fly on shit
Caligula,
you are no more
You are a pervert
You lust and fornicate with great abandon
You bond with beasts in bacchanalian bliss
Caligula,
You are a murderer
You relish in relinquishing life
For glory
For infamy
Bathed with sexual orgies
Then you don the mantle of violent frenzy
You spill much blood
and wallow in your dementia
Meanwhile, Tiberius, looks up from hellacious bowels
and laughs uncontrollably
Your idol,
Places himself on your self-imposed altar
To reign on your blight in ghostly shadow
He opens his legs for your feat of fellatio
And as you do so
You binge on what you purge
Then you quiver and die
Like a fly on shit
Caligula,
you are no more
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