Tony and Cleo

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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