Queen of hearts treasonA Poem by [untitled]Lies slip from sour lips like grapes out of season lay down the gun Haratio, no time for pleading we can skip the banal debate I'll meet you at the traitor's gate I know that you know, that I know what constitutes treason So- cancel the pay-per-view and prepare the rigging.
the Queen has returned to her chamber, she asks that you send in the gardener.
© 2009 [untitled] |
Stats
100 Views
1 Review Added on August 5, 2009 Last Updated on August 5, 2009 |