Queen of Hearts

The queen of hearts 
She made some tarts
Because she had no suitor

The knave of hearts
He stole the tarts
Because he was a looter

He took them all
And left the ball
Going at a run

The queen she cried
The knave had lied
What did I see in the bum?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Lamoureux Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 1:20 AM
This made me smile mom, I see you have been inspired of late. I'm so glad I got you to stretch your poetic wings!
Bear Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 7:55 PM
What ever has happened is all your fault!! Hope everyone remembers I am your creation on this site. Love Mom
Nance Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 7:11 AM
Very fun to read, enjoyed this one Mama Bear :)
Bear Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 7:13 AM
This was a fun thing to do. Thanks for the visit Hugs Edith
Bailey Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 5:09 AM
A fun write Mama Bear. I enjoyed reading it :) "B"
Bear Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 5:49 AM
Thanks for the nice comments. Hugs Edith
Harvey Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 3:07 AM
Witty and humerous ..
Bear Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 5:48 AM
Thanks appreciate the read. Blessings Edith
Petersen Potter Avatar
November 4, 2014 at 11:57 PM
Hahahaaa, Hi Edith! This is such a funny but with the same token very sad. It's true what you posted to Tim, we women seem to pick the bums ....and nice guys seem to come in last...well sometimes that happens a lot and to many of us girls. Thanks for sharing this nice and witty well written poem. It's a fav, and you get a 7 from me! :) love and light! xxxx D.
Bear Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 5:47 AM
Many thanks for your great comments. We girls need to unite to stop picking bums. Hugs Edith
Smith Avatar
November 4, 2014 at 10:47 PM
Haha....funny but true...I'm still asking that question.... Hugs Tim
Bear Avatar
November 4, 2014 at 10:58 PM
We women seem to pick the bums. Nice guys seem to come in last. thanks for the visit Blessings and hugs Edith
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