Cleopatra's Needle Poem by Cerys Grant

Cleopatra's Needle



Cleopatra’s needle stings like a bee.
Cleopatra’s needle is embedded in me.
Who the hell does Cleopatra think she is anyway?
And where is Cleopatra hiding in my sunny day?

Find her
Kill her
Turn her into a bee

Find her
Kill her
And set humanity free

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