Sun God is a Chinese Linguini

The Sun god is a chinese linguini

The sun set in a sea dark like wine,

and in Alexandria it was dinnertime,

Caesar rendered unto Cleopatra

and Cleopatra made linguinis

which made Caesar very fatra.

Said Caesar, I conquer the Land of the Pharaohs

and now I look like Dom Deluise,

and she said oh oh spaghetti-ohs

and added extra cheese.

And Caesar started to make a joke,

like most Romeros, he was a joker,

but before he reached the punchline,

he choked on his wine…

-the grapes of the San Giobisi

is no cure for obesity-

and in the ruckus

Cleopatra asked ‘Was that a cutis interruptus-’

he called her a pain in the asp

in a voice full of rasp

and she said ‘don’t cleopatronize me!

I’m not just a little girl I’m a Ptolemy

in fact I’m not just any Ptolemy

nor just another pretty Ptolemy

I’m the epitome of a Ptolemy!’

and Caesar said, you just tole me

you’re 4 times a Ptolemy with a P and a T,

Cleopatra said, 4 times make a fork,

and now it’s time to eat.

Caesar asked, I don’t want to seem a fooldle

but what exactly is a noodle?

And Cleopatra said, “Well, we have a god named Ra-”

“Ra?”

“Sis boom bah, the god of the sun…”

“Ra, Sun, honey-bun?”

“Ra is the top god, and we say-”

“Amen-”

“hotep we pray and when

“we pray, we pray

“to the top Ra, Amen!”

“Since I am the top Roman,

Can I hold a candle to the top Raman?”

“Baby,” she growled, “you got an empire

that sets my heart on fire”

so Cleopatra and Caesar knew the noodle

and the sun set on an empire

and Ptolemy gave birth to ptitaly

now known as Italy

and whenever you shall roam

have some Ravioli,

or any other noodle,

while in Rome, do as the Ramen doodle.