The Lonesome Queen

 

The lonesome queen is awaiting her nuptial ride or die,

Pride exudes her for she is perfect where her rival fails,

No longer a change to old routine hanging off a beautiful lie,

 

She beguiles her frilly dresses with french perfume she tends to buy,

Unlike her foe she always has time to manicure her nails,

The lonesome queen is awaiting her nuptial ride or die,

 

There are freshly cut fruit baked into her every homemade pie,

Philanderer prefers no toys to be scattered as his mistress wails,

No longer a change to old routine hanging off a beautiful lie,

 

Until he calls her she fears her plans with him has gone awry,

At times his consort pulls him back so sometimes he bails,

The lonesome queen is awaiting her nuptial ride or die,

 

Her feigned crown keeps her up until sleep is a result of her war cry,

Waiting for his texts is a kind of torture as tears rolls down her rosy cheeks trail,

No longer a change to old routine hanging off a beautiful lie,

 

Work is a waste of time as she anxiously anticipates her high,

As the years go by her heart withers away never to prevail,

The lonesome queen is awaiting her nuptial ride or die,

No longer a change to old routine hanging off a beautiful lie

 

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