"The Feast" as written by Karin Gunilla Jansson, Steven John Kilbey, Peter Koppes, Martin Howard Willson-piper and Richard John Ploog....
There were many guests at the table
Misfortune, jealousy, and sloth
Acting fine, drink the wine
Spill it on the tablecloth
What a surprise for you to come home to
Look through the eyes that you've grown used to
It's impossible, yes I know
It's too tempting too, I admit
It's unforgivable, but I have nothing to lose
Then when the feast was over
The guests withdrew to the fire
Talking proud, laughing out loud
To pretend, deceive and admire
Rats danced on the Persian rug
The cats fell down drunk in the chair
They reverted again to women and men
If only you had been there


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"The Feast" as written by Martin Howard Willson-piper Karin Gunilla Jansson

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