All the "queens" Men (Since She Can'T Fight For Herself)

To all the "QUEEN'S" women and all the "QUEEN'S" men: Why don't you let the "QUEEN" fight her own battle! Contrary to what you have seen, I don't like being mean, But my words will leave all of you rattled. I find it strange, when my game was arranged, A lot of people came out to play. But, when it was time to get paid, for the comments they made, They suddenly had nothing to say! I have no problem with standing alone. Believe me! I've done it before. You are all well known and your eagerness shown. Just be prepared when you walk through the door! Whoever you may be, if you want to come at me, Then, by all means, go ahead and make a play! But, get it straight, before I seal your fates, I could never be scared away! To the KID who STIRS up verbal blurs, Why don't you just UNRETIRE! Because if you ask me, between you and P.D. I think we know who is the LIAR! Mr. R.E.D you could never critique me. I was EDUCATED in verse and rhyme. So, why don't you either retool or go to school, And come back some other time. I heard the pitter pat of baby s.k.a.t, And responded with a smile. Now walk away, and see another day. You don't want to travel this mile. NOW to the "QUEEN," who needs to be seen With all of her sisters, nieces, and cousins: Since you wrote all THEIR rules for YOUR "slamming school," Why don't you "STEP UP" and "PLAY THE DOZENS!"