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[title] => Long Live the Queen
[time] => 2004-07-10 17:25:50
[hometext] => **I am clinically depressed and right now, I’m going through one of my downs. I’ve never written during this time because it scares me to think of the kinds of things I could write, but now I’ve written. It’s a bit harsh on me. **
[bodytext] => A peasant girl of trailer trash, a mother’s spoiled brat A brand new life she started and traded in her hat She started in a trailer where dirt is protocol She moved into a house and swore she’d be rid of it all A quaint façade it proved at first to hide the inner slime To hush it up, the filth, the muck, the gross, putrescent grime Some stroke of brilliance shed her way, she gained a little luck With luck came pride and quite near haught but at home its just muck She’s traded hats for queenly crowns and makes a smooth actress She goes straight home-instantly drowns in queenly, dirty ***** From off afar she seems a catch-a cutie, sweet and fair Take a little closer look; she’s covered in dark hair All hail the queen! Bow to her now! Proclaim that she’s a friend But once you gaze upon the beast, you’ll meet untimely end A knight in shining armor is a sweet and kindly prince He may be blind but sees the filth and ne’er aloud did wince Love may be slightly of near sight but can’t be purely blind A prince deserves much more than grime—no matter if he’s kind She’s holding on for just a while so she won’t feel alone When she’s sitting high on horse atop her dirty throne. The queen is grand, the queen is great, the queen gets all she wants Except for when the pain, it screams, and she can’t qui’t the taunts Bow to the queen of filthiness for that’s what she reigns o’er Long live the queen-she hates her life, so grant her all the more. [comments] => 8 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 61 [informant] => liquidsunshine [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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