Cinna Poem Freewrite
Five years agoWith Antony in tow
Caesar died.
Because of the conspirators
Who turned out to be traitors
The plebians attacked me.
They thought I was Cinna!
The other of course cause,
I lived to please
Thy wonderful Caesar.
The blood that was pouring
The wounds that were aching
I thought I would die
From the pain I had taken.
Five years later,
I'm still healthy as a 'gator
So, I wrote this poem for you!
: )
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