Maid Or Queen

I have yet to speak with Gordon
On his Maid being a Great Burden:
He’s saying that it’s not The Norm
For A Boss to speak and Maid storm;
She that he could neatly suppress
Trying to his own feelings repress!
A Maid who hopes to rule their town
Already obvious in her gown!

“Jenny is one to off cordon
Like A Crime Scene, make it sudden…
On her boss would fix eyes dead warm;
Too sure of herself: in good form…
Perhaps, aiming to kings impress
“Oh! How sharply would her clothes press!”.

“The Type who misses An Eyed Crown
And for life continues to frown…
Ask me what kind of Human Being:
A Maid whose mirror says A Queen”.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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