She is on no one’s team
She just loves to win
Taking crowns from every queen.
She is a rare pretty thing
Single and mingle have seen
Her as a voracious evil queen.
She loves it white not green
Swinging as a reddish queen
Over tough trees, wild or preen.
Sweet seductive and clean
She has this royal theme,
All hail Her Majesty the queen.
Take not your white dove
To her large noble enclave
Else it turns meat on her stove.
She goes on night and day
So don’t you ever get on her way
Love is for all to loss and to win.
Eternity to share side by side
Emotions to her shouldn’t hide
People say she is tender and blind.
It started before the tween
In time she always meet a twin
Who loves her deeply as an evil queen.