A Queen

by Dr3   Apr 23, 2008


She demands respect
Her beauty
Is unmatched
Her treasure
Can only be found by 1
What is she?
Still don’t know
She commands my love
She holds such a high place
Still no clue
Well she sits on a throne
She is know to be royal
She is the opposite of a king
You found out what is she
A queen
Sorry my lad
That she is not
But you are half
Way correct
She is my queen to be exact.

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