Savonarola
Savonarola
Always someone who wants everyone
To have less fun. Savonarola,
Republicans. As if God wasn't
Having fun when he invented flowers.
A man challenged him to walk on coals
To prove his prophecies were true,
But a hailstorm hit, which seemed
Proof that his prophecies were true.
Rome had run out of options
As it tends to, so they settled for that
Old fallback - execution.
Savonarola and two of his supporters
Were hung in Piazza della Signoria,
Which wasn't very fun for them.
Last night I stood in the precise spot
While drunk Americans,
Who seemed to be having fun,
Careened around me.
I wanted to stop them and tell them,
"This is where they hung Savonarola!"
But I didn't want to kill their vibe.
After his body had burned,
It is said he raised his hand
As if in blessing. The crowd panicked,
Scattered, except for kids who,
Delighted, threw stones
At the charred bodies.
The ashes were dumped into the Arno
So they wouldn't be used as relics.
But after midnight it was very peaceful in
the Piazza.
Just a few drunk Americans
Yelling senselessly at the moon.