Author Alexander Brome When bloody Nero his own mother slew, He did not hurt her face, or eyes, 'tis true; But ripd her bowels up; 'twas justly done, They'd guilt enough in breeding such a Son. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments