A curious man once lived in the town of Marrow
He saw the king looking of sorrow
The man wanted power,
But was too yellow to be in the tower
His wife saw his lust and wanted more
She was a true killer hidden in the body of a whore
“Kill him, get all the power!”
The man looked at her in cower
“We don’t need it.”
She listened and quit
A dagger was hidden in the drawer of a dresser
She took it out, and felt lesser
“Take it, slay him, the power shall be ours!”
“No I cannot, for it will be bars!”
“Fine then I will!”
She took the dagger without a spill
He was dead
To the castle ahead
Easily slipping into the kings chamber
He awoke with a prayer
And slept with flare
Mostly filled with pride
“I did it.” She cried.
No more feeling of lust did she want
Running through the halls with a haunt
But did she find the guard
“Who goes there, this is absurd?”
Said the man, she thought she was free
“His mistress, you see.”
“I’ve never heard of you.”
“I’m new, the king is askew.”
“Then shall you be the next in line?”
“There is no one else, so it shall be mine?”
“You shall be queen, without a king.”
Walking away with a new wing
The new queen strode in a new way
To her throne did she lay?
The thought did cross
For she was the new boss
