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The Queen of Softness,
Boards the Top,
Sees the Stars,
As People Cheer,
She Takes The Crown,
Now As The Queen.
Ruthless People,
Hated Her,
They Broke Her Diamonds,
And Stole Her Pearls,
But She Was Strong,
Now As The Queen.
Merrily Tunes,
Soft Flutes,
And A Bunch Of Baguettes,
Is What She Was Gifted,
By A Whole Bunch Of Femmes,
Now As The Queen.
Bunch Of Men,
Carried Swords,
Just To Protect Her,
She Loved It,
Everyone Knows What She Loves,
Now As The Queen.
Golden Gifts,
Sprayed By Scented Posies,
A Loving Perfume,
Never To Be Broken,
She Loves The Scent,
Now As The Queen.
Bow Down To Her,
Or Get Hated,
Be Nice To Her,
Or Get Hated,
She Was Nice,
Now As The Queen.
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