The Queen of Hearts made cherry tarts
On Cupid's Special Day.
The Knave of Hearts threw out those tarts
And stole the Queen away.
His bow was strong, his arrows sharp,
He drew with deadly force.
His missile pierced the tender heart,
Killing her, of course.
With hungry zeal, he yanked the heart
From Queenie's bloody chest
And feasted on her royal blood,
Rating it the best!
Dawn Pisturino
December 16, 2011
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