UnderlandA Poem by Michy J. Sterling
The Queen of Hearts,
She had no heart So, she took them all away. They came baring arms With intentions of harm, Anger being their only friend. Chop! Chop! The Queen is dead! There rolls her head! No hearts are found. Madness, were they bound. Chop, Chop, There went their heads. One by one They were all dead. © 2015 Michy J. Sterling |
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Added on May 29, 2015 Last Updated on May 29, 2015 |