You may be a queen

Darling, you may be a queen, but you’re neither a witty queen nor a pretty queen nor a vicious queen.

You’re just a plain old vanilla queen who once made a pass at my husband.

So when you eye my skirt with disdain as I pass you in the hallway, you shouldn’t look so surprised when I roll my eyes and chuckle at your sad, scarecrow ass.

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