The Queen's Envy
A fair young maiden with such fine hair,Dares wonders in the queen's lair.
The queen- blinded by the desire for beauty,
Has had her mind has turned dark and sooty.
She stands by her mirror,
in a cruel booming voice she demands; Isn't my beauty more than nearer?
And in pure honesty- the mirror replies;
No, my majesty you are too blinded by envy and despise.
In rage- the queen smashed the glass- and it pierced her heart,
In the end it was her envy that tore her apart.
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