Late to the Festivities

I arrive late to the festivities, food in mouth
No room for appetizers, they will wait on a plate
With the cocktail napkins and the toothpicks
'Cause like an apiary in a cemetery
I was fooled by the flowers
And now the spiral staircase will take me there



Credits
Writer(s): Madeline Link
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