Cinna's A Poet and He Doesn't Even Know It!

Caesar was the noble one
As honourable as they come
They were jealous of him,
For he was the one

Caesar was Like a lamb to slaughter,
He hadn't know what his friends lack
Not knowing of there intentions
He was stabbed in the back!

O' Caesar, Marvelous Caesar
Who never went along for the ride
lived for the roman people
And stabbed with a sense of pride

O' Cassius, thinks of inventions
Walk with a swagger
Acts with intentions
Stabs like a dagger

O' great Caesar
Look what thee have done
Given all the commands
And left with none