Terrified of the Blue Eyed Queen
Holy terror was the blue eyed queen
Everyone said she was totally mean
Fully terrified
From her he would hide
Luke, her manservant, who was seldom seen.
Come over here, she told him one day.
He was hiding in shadows far away.
Are you my Luke?
You little kook!
Come to my chambers. I want to play.
Luke was shivering and shaking now.
Feeling she would slaughter him like a cow.
She had another plan.
Called him her big man.
Let’s just say his delight was a giant wow!
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