16 March 2013
Jumping to the stage, I saw All the royals watching me If I miss a word, nowhere to go No place to hide, no place to flee
Marie watched with glittering eyes Like beacons in her beaded head Not flinching even when hearing cries I looked at her and wished her dead
I was so funny to suit the role But underneath, my organs bled I heard my mates, I heard them all We also wish to see her dead
When I was done, I heard applause Her clap was piercing like the tear I shed I stretched my toes, to see up close And tell her that I wished her dead
My kids were starving, food was rare And biscuits are no jam and bread A tiny sliver of dough to share While she ate diamonds in her bed Nothing will please me, for all I care Is to see her rolling head.
Marie Antoinette • Opuss № I