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Mettius Fufetius |
| In which it turns out to be a bad idea to disappoint a Roman king. | |
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Mettius Fufetius didn’t have a clue.
Mettius Fufetius couldn’t follow through.
They started out with one of him
And ended up with two
And neither one of him knows what the other’s gonna do.
Mettius Fufetius had a fickle will.
Mettius Fufetius ran up on the hill.
Mettius Fufetius was torn apart and killed
By some horses and some chariots, and all his guts were spilled.
So if you ever find yourself the king of Alba Longa,
Here’s a little tip the gig from going wrong:
It’s dangerous, derangerous — oh what could be so silly as
To fail to match the mettle of one King Tullus Hostilius?
Mettius Fufetius died in awful pain.
Mettius Fufetius was strewn across the plain.
His head is bound for Sicily. His bottom is in Spain.
Now don’t you think the punishment was rather inhumane?
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