英文詩(shī)歌：Epitaph on a Tyrant

Perfection，of a kind， was what he was after，And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;　　He knew human folly like the back of his hand，　And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;　　When he laughed， respectable senators burst with laughter，　And when he cried the little children died in the streets.