User:Alientraveller/Sandbox

"There was once a man called Duccio"

"A rat with lecherous taste"

"Whenever he would show himself"

"My fist would find his face"

"I'm dressed up like a jester"

"I act the fool and mime"

"All the actions of those I curse"

"And run down all the time"

"While traveling through Forlì"

"I took her at her leisure"

"She said 'It's strictly business'"

"Such business was my pleasure"

"Fair Lucrezia

"Could not sate her appetite for lovers"

"But I suspect she would be fine"

"With two or three more brothers"

"Oh the beauties of Firenze will melt a heart"

"You'll see"

"Beware the girls of Roma"

"Lest fire you wish to pee"

"Vieri oh Vieri

"Yes he of Pazzi fame"

"Was just as mad as his old man"

"And ended just the same"

"Proud Romagna's iron lady"

"A rose of tempered steel"

"Could raise the ardor of a corpse"

"And teach a stone to feel"

"Young Cesare I heard him say"

"Could not be killed by man"

"So I tossed him through the air"

"To see where he might land"

"I am a tackless minstrel"

"I sing off-key for coins"

"If you spot me in the street"

"Please kick me in the loins"

"To judge a lady's character"

"Not well her company"

"If you should wish to seem a sage"

"Come spent the night with me"

Cesare, Cesare, a man of great depravity. He thought himself immortal ’till he had a date with gravity.

No one understands my plight, the life of musician, singing for impatient men, a terminal condition

Before Rodrigo was the Pope, he was a man of vices, and once he gained the Holy See, he raised his vices' prices

Venezia's grim Doge, a fierce and evil man, was just a trifle red of face, when I upset his plan

I sing in Italiano, you understand no word, but my Greek is non-existent, and my Turkish is absurd

Konstantiniyii I beg you, let Byzantium endure, Constantine's corpse would turn, had not Istanbul the cure

I can't believe I stand here, and sing my time I waste, but you who sit and smile at me, sincerely have no taste

The things I do to save the world, surprise me time to time, like learning how to play the lute, and making these rhyme

A minstrel's song I heard them say brings maidens by the store, but luck deserts me when I play, they hasten to the door

I will sing in praise of children, I will croon in praise of dames, I will chant in praise of mighty men, when I recall their names