Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Gold Queen With the Midas Touch

Remember the Glorious Gold Queen with the Midas touch?
We treated her with aloofness, hesitation and such.
I was fearful that she might reach out and give me a slap.
I do not need any stress, disappointment, strife or other crap.

At parties I promptly made an excuse and left when she arrived.
She was possibly fooling others, but I was terrified of her and dived.
Before others caught on to her talents, there were statues everywhere.
Glorious Gold Queen could parade around the hood in her underwear.

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L Milton Hankins May 18, 2022 at 2:39 PM Oh my, I sense this Glorious Gold Queen had some serious issues and, perhaps, no one was willing to tell her about them! Caren Krutsinger May 19, 2022 at 3:48 AM There is always one bully everyone fears. She was one of them.