29 May 2012
The Queen of Hearts Does hate tarts As she's torn behind closed doors. She really does wish The other Queens wouldn't kiss The men whom she adores.
Her dear friend Jacky Of Hearts, her lackey And loyal servant had His little ticker Crushed by the wicked Queen of Spades, how sad.
She whispered sweetly In his ear, he was completely Under her careful spell, Little did he know She preformed the same show For Jack of Clubs as well!
And the King of Hearts Oh don't start! No amount of pleading could bring him back After sampling the joy Of his brand new toy The young Queen of Diamonds in the sack.
So Queenie weeps In the tower, her keep From a world of now faceless cards As she scoffs in pain All the jam tarts again Thinking why is life so hard?
The Queen Of Lost Hearts • Opuss № I