Many stories have been told about you already and your legacy still lives on,
Buried in the hearts of many who still play the same old song.
Tall tales across different lips, many still stolen with a kiss,
Believe the lie, forsake the truth and your the next piece of meat to meet every single need.
The replica of another last supper, many dainties perfectly served,
A scarlet woman is always on the loose; go for dinner, eat and merry, but beware.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem