Yes mom I'm the queen,
And this chair is my throne.
No this is not a dream,
Nor am I sick or need a doctor so put down the phone.
Now bow to me "Oh" servant one,
And fetch me temptations right away.
You have many chores before the day is done,
Now listen to what this queen has to say.
I like my water cold with ice,
And my crunchies better not be stale.
Do what I say and I'll be nice,
The queens tasks you must not fail.
Now stop your sighing,
And go make up my bed.
Yes I'm a queen there's no denying,
Yet this crown is hurting my head.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Posted by Ariel at Friday, September 25, 2009