A QUEER QUEEN
You misheld that faith of yours
And disdained this shrine--my heart
So ordained I one quiet queen;
Yet often I scour the shrine
For faithful queens who there pray
Not hideous hawks which there prey
And behold you--a queer queen.
And disdained this shrine--my heart
So ordained I one quiet queen;
Yet often I scour the shrine
For faithful queens who there pray
Not hideous hawks which there prey
And behold you--a queer queen.
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