You know, an older man, a young girl
And at stake the known civilized world
Not just the sex, and the passion, and the pain
But those warm Egyptian breezes and the rain
"There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd"
I mean think about that for a minute or a second
A man of power, a man of true cool
Transformed into a strumpet's fool
His doting overflowed the measure
at this lusty gypsy girl's pleasures
Cleo liked her silver and she liked her gold
Tony was willing to trade it for his very soul
By Fitzgerald used with the permission of the poet.
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