Hell Hath No Fury

Written from the point of view of TItania, queen of the fairies, in Shakespeare's A Midsummer Nights Dream, directed towards Oberon, king of the fairies, in response to his actions throughout the play

Jealousy is such a wicked thing, my dear
Green glimmers will make eyes dance
The idea, so smart within your own mind
An evil nectar used with such nonchalance
The love that once existed between us
As pure and strong as I believed it to be
Tossed asunder with a sweet droplet
Leaving my heart empty of affection for thee

Anger is such a dangerous thing, my love
Red sparks will make eyes smoulder
Love is blind, the most popular myth
Designed to make the low feel bolder
You blinded my sight and gave him my heart
A hideous creature, a mule for a head
Receiving my attention, my mind, my soul
And the worst of them all, a place in my bed

Revenge is the sweetest reward, my king
Satisfying would be to scratch out your eyes
But what am I, if not a queen afterall?
It is in magic, where the answer lies
A life of misery, disaster, pain and loss
Of judgement, prejudice, fear and abandon
Is what awaits you, my dear husband
When I leave you to walk amongst the men