AT THE BANQUET OF THE BEAST.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Opening night at the museum of hatred.

Submitted: April 20, 2010

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AT THE BANQUET OF THE BEAST.


Across the crowded gallery i caught her wistful smile
and joy exploded in my fragile heart
but in the museum of absurdity 
our joy would be short lived
as the wicked sought to tear us both apart


The snake eyed slut with a million tales
everyone of them untrue
will spit her poison at one and all
in this vicious living zoo
Like in the castle of the demon king
they gather for the feast
the depraved, the mad, the lonely
await the banquet of the beast

The gypsy girl removes her head
and throws it to the crowd
her body flops down in a heap
as the bastards laugh out loud

and just for kicks a wicked dwarf
capers with my lady bare
whilst i stand tongue tied in my guilt
telling everyone i was not there

in death defying acts of sex
the lords and ladies rut
and the satyr sings in multiple tongues
but keeps his mouth tight shut

and if i try so really hard
i see colours in my head
as i sit with the blinded shaman
who speaks with souls of the dead

The fortune teller spins a yarn
as the death mask splits in two
and underneath Gods cold visage
all hell is there to view

then the crippled dwarf just cackles
as time itself stands still
as we are frozen in the moment
with no time left to kill


AT THE BANQUET OF THE BEAST


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