Cleopatra bathed in asses’ milk

She was a famous beauty,

Most folk use soap and water

It really is our duty

To keep ourselves quite fresh and clean

And cause no-one offence,

And asses’ milk, I dare to say

Would come at great expense.

But there’s another product

Which I wouldn’t recommend.

I used it inadvertently-

I must be round the bend.

I removed a tub of yoghurt

From the refrigerator shelf

And dropped it all upon the floor,

And thus unto myself.

Forehead, neck, shirt and skirt

And even on my toe,

I tell you most assuredly

It’s not the way to go.

Sometimes, when I daydream

And I do need a laugh

I picture Cleopatra in her oh so milky bath.

But the asses’ milk is on the turn

And Cleo’s rage is on the burn.

I say to her “Oh, do not curse,

For yoghurt could be so much worse!”