And every morning Tony came
To woo 'er on 'is push-bike.

Now Cleo, all broadminded like,
Soon fell in love wi' t' lad;
And 'e forgot as 'e were spy
And ma's advice 'e'd 'ad.

They carried on in t' dream of bliss
And Tony gave up spying;
But Caesar, when 'e 'eard the news,
'E yelled like 'e were dying.

'E were that mad 'e went wi' t' fleet
To invade wi' men and 'orses;
But Tony, 'e got wind o' this,
And called up Cleo's forces.

And soon commenced the gory fray,
And bodies littered t' ground;
But 'twere wi' Caesar's battleaxe
That Tony's 'ead were crowned.

Now Cleo, watching from afar,
Saw 'er young man go west,
And killed 'erself, just out o' spite,
Wi' asp clutched to 'er chest.
  So if tha goes to Egypt, lad,
Think on those two of old;
And if tha spoons on barges... well,
Don't say tha's not been told.

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