Zeus is loose among the maidens
Hera is beside herself
gets her toga, washes, straightens,
grabs her scepter from the shelf.
God of Thunder, is he really?
He shall see some lightning bolts
Hera's hardly touchy-feely
when it comes to Zeus' faults
There! She finds him, in flagrante
and with Hercules's mum
Shameless, one might say he's flaunting
Zeus says: Hera, let's be calm
That's who he is, king of Olympus.
Had he more control of impulse,
we'd have fewer demigods.
Then again, what are the odds?
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