No Bowing Before This Queen-A Collaboration

There's one who acts like a righteous queen Prattling peacock, she loves to pose and preen She is surly and gruff Heckling slurs with a huff And denouncing the life-saving vaccine The haughty queen is quite aloof and sometimes she acts like a goof Should she be on trial For covid denial Believe me, I’ve seen lots of proof She's favored by one, her Prince Demonic He bows to her highness, Queen Sardonic Praising her fortitude Conspiring to collude Feeding her compliments that are moronic Her majesty thinks she was perfect at birth Pompously aggrandizing her self worth It's tritely ironic Her hubris is chronic She's filled with bitterness but little mirth Prince Dom is seeking attention Pining for the Queen’s affection Their words are debunked They both have been plunked So much for the Queen’s perfection The old Queen stood tall and haughty, Gawking at me, judging me naughty. Expected me to bow And she called me a sow, I refused, calling her throne a potty. Anonymous PS poet Our soups matriarch, started an almighty feud By decreeing she's perfect, the queen of her brood This flawless diamond Reigns on Shutter Island Even insane Leonardo's, pleading to be moved Another anonymous ps poet The queen poses behind a shadowy façade Thinking she is perfect before Almighty God Disgusting as a wicked witch Cannot locate a worthy niche Here among good poetry mortals of the sod. Yet another anonymous ps poet Jan Allison and Mark Koplin have joined me in this limerick collaboration. We're not telling who wrote which verse, but you're welcome to guess. If anyone wishes to join in this collaboration, please send me your addition through soup mail.