A Feast

She walks in a desert with unwanted toys
Make me the feast
When it’s all over God help us all
How in the world?
How in the world?
Under your color and inside your bones
Give your good friends a break
What of the eye for a vase in the room?
All of the soldiers speaking the truth
Give your good souls a rest
What of the succulent so cold in here?
Same horror stories they wouldn’t believe
Give your good self a break
What of the foie gras, God help us all