I found them in the bedroom,
My husband with the maid,
My husband with that little rat,
The one with the brown braid.
Compromising kisses,
The screams that I let off,
For I'm the Queen of Hearts, you see,
Couldn't be a subtle cough.
My crown it wobbled on my head,
My temper peaked and rose,
A rage erupted in my flesh,
It tingled in my toes.
I grasped my husband by the ear,
Shook him till he cried,
He told me she seduced him though,
I'd never think he lied.
And so I took the servant girl,
'Off with her head!' I bid,
And because I am the Queen of Hearts,
That's exactly what they did.
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