Bacchanalia

When in heaven they said Hell. Was it hell for them.
Once they said Oyster.
We countered with Foie Gras Mousse.
Can you smile for appearances.
Are we dignified and merry.
Have they the proper understanding.
"Ascending pure, the bell-like fame."
Our place in life.
Who wields the shovel
And who does not.
We speak at great length about weather.
Smile politely over Cocktails.
And we swallow.