The Queen of Hearts, she gave her all The Knave of Hearts held her in his thrall! Slog from dawn to dusk she did, In the garb of marriage , he hid ! Her duty she thought it was to fulfill his desires and do his bidding at will…. Loyal though she was, it all came to naught The day she birthed a daughter by default! His rage, it knew no bounds To produce a son, he hounds! The Queen of hearts is but a Puppet The Knave of hearts her puppeteer! Queen she’s in name Alas, what a sad shame! #100wordstory
