black death gave me a kiss
with warm and sweet lips
upon my chubby cheek

and now we dance
and feast
with the poets ages lost

here i sit with William
as he pours me a cup,
Charles smiles, as i shout: bottoms up!

t'was the plague that
ended me
and a kiss that finished me

now i will go to sleep
i am full of food and drink
and i found my room inside a palace, in Paree.