Hornet Queens Wife
She on her throne of hate for throne green for
her greed of well a Prositude at heart a gift for every
reason, a gifts is all she wants even to predetermine
other womens lifes and their children, a orange fire
of purple she well stand in with a purple moon for
her insane wishes to hurt everyone, a green sun
for her greed a blind greed for the young at heart
and of course blue stars, she saves for no reason
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