Memento Mori (or something appropriately ominous)

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Rear your ugly head I say
For oft times often scared
And beating softly through the night
Find out whether you dared

For I say these things I do
With fear of nonchalantly mocking you
But reverence be reserved for the dead
Not the one who takes their head

Climb the ladder of ivy and vine
Born from child of serpentine
Rich men favor it in bed
An equal right that's never said

For all men meet the same fate
Like Caesar and the triumvirate
Bicker and quibble to heart's content
And soon find out their time is spent





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