Stones
A chapel in the mountains
Is where the stones fell
During a fog
Couple of people died
The restaurant nearby
Is where there was the party
Few people remember it
It was confusing
A drunk priest at that wedding
Danced on a desk
A lot of vodka was there
But no one talks about it
A roasted pig was eaten
In its entirety
When crows were peeking
To the warm inside