There once was a queen who sat upon her throne
She was high and mighty, yet all alone
She ruled her kingdom with venom and malice
She thought that way nobody would steal her palace
She was secretly hated by all
As every one of her people anxiously awaited her downfall
Her kingdom was riddled with famine and poverty
While she sat in her castle surrounded by all her commodities
Even though she had everything within her grasp,
She still felt empty inside
Because she spent her time all alone
Until one day, one of her most loyal servants asked why she treated everyone so poorly
And she replied this was the only way she had ever known
And the servant replied you don’t have to be so nasty to keep your throne
You don’t have to live this life all alone
The next day the queen died, and the kingdom rejoiced
And she lost her choice
To live life, she had always wanted to
For now, she is stuck, and no one ever knew
Who she truly was
Because she hid behind her mask
Of hate and deceit, of malice and venom
So, she could keep her throne
I hope it was worth it for her do die all alone
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