They stare, Their eyes gaping and mouths gawking Unfinished. A mother, a father, A brother, a sister, Cemented and immortalized together Forever. Generations upon generations Plastered, stacked, stuck.
They leer upon their visitor, Welcome to there home, Twisted and cruel, Yet their beauty is still seen French goddesses still upon their thrones Under their castles. Their lovers, Still sophisticated and poised, Protecting themselves and their maidens.