The idea for this came from the
“Beware the ides of March” scene
In the play Julius Caesar by you-know-who.
The soothsayer? He wears a dark gray suit
With thick glasses, and he carries a briefcase.
As he shuffles along behind me people
Look away, as if diverting their eyes
Was some sort of defense against such evil.
His ominous whispers hang in the air:
“Beware! The day of reckoning is nigh!
Render unto Caesar that which is Caesar’s
And do so with haste, lest the ides of April
Arrive and find you wanting. Yes, beware!”
My friend Brutus pooh-poohs my gloomy fears…
But he’s already filed his tax returns.
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