Little Caesar

  Little Caesar up and died. 
John Judas took his place.
Thought he'd dip his hands you see,
 in Caesar's hold on space,
And Caesar well, he left his shop, 
his empty shelves behind.
He left his tiny kingdom to 
the healer of our time.

Now, who keeps the shop
when the shopkeeper's gone
And who fills the shelves 
when he decides to move along?

And who does the sufferin' 
when the candy can't be had,
Not Caesar and not Judas, 
just the sweet tooth's gone to bad.

Little Caesar up and died, 
John Judas took his place-
Thought he'd dip his hands into 
the sickness of the race.

He raped our suffering children, 
Caesar's sick ones left behind. 
The betrayal absolute,


Iscariot is no friend of yours or mine.

April 28, 1971
By Lady LaMythica
By Linda A. Copp

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