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The Monster Queen

The Monster Queen

The Monster Queen

The Monster Queen was very mean.
She hit the King and made him scream. 
She threw all her subjects into a prison. 
She made them eat bricks without a decision. 
But out of their ranks arose a hero, 
determined to reduce the Monster Queen to zero. 
One day when she was making her rounds, 
stomping her prisoners' hands on the grounds, 
the hero came crashing down the hall on a swinging chandelier 
and filled the monster queen with fear, 
and when his swinging brought him near 
he thrust a spear through the Monster Queen‘s ear, 
squishing her brain as if it were deer. 
Deer meat, as it were, and it was, to be clear --
the queen had been made in a lab by a queer 
(in the old sense) type of wizard 
who meant to use a lizard, 
but belly of beer, head not clear, 
he reached for the closest and nearest thing near. 
And the deer brain he used had been more than abused, 
it was rotting from sitting in the cellar, unused, 
alone in a jar on a shelf by the bar
pickling and popping in solution of tar. 
Thus was the monster queen built from a beast 
with the head of a hippo and the arms of a priest (of Mars) and scars 
on her hairy horse legs, that whoever sees her for their very life begs, 
but that's all over and done with now, her body was burned, 
and the wizard was drowned
down in the moat

and from his bones they constructed a boat 
whose sail was the stretched out skin of a goat 
whose anchor was cast in the hero's form
and they sailed the ship out to be sunk by a storm
of cannonballs they blasted at it
they wanted to use it for target practice
and when it sunk they heard a plunk
and up on a plume rose the ghost in the Moon
and tipping its hat, turned into a bat, and flew off
into the orange distance like that
before its unfortunate existence
was consumed by a reaching Halloween-Tree Branch
who squeezed it so tight he got guano on his pants
and thus did the Queen reach the end of her rants
her carcass was seen being hauled off by ants
but local man observed a fine mist
rise and twist
and enter an old historical house
already haunted by the spirit of a mouse
who died in a trap there
and protected his lair where

Under the stair 
He stayed on the lookout
and chased the Monster Queen's ghost out
and she screamed with a shout
you don't even know what haunting's about!
and she went and sought her fortune then
hoping to be reborn royal again
but in her earthly purgatory
still consumed by wart and worry
she happened upon a witches slurry
and having drunken that
the witch who made it turnt into a cat
and could see the queen's ghost
and asked to be her host
so the regal line possessed the feline
and for the wet cat food made a beeline
it was all the witch could get this far above the treeline
She ate the food 
and knew it was good
but her mind came unglued 
and she could've sued
and not to be rude
but she locked into an animal's attitude
and she loved her tooth and being nude
so she decided to stay for at least a few lives out of nine
and to dine 
and forget the brine 
that brewed in her brain
her previous life was one of pure pain
Now looking through cat's eyes
She knew she was half-size 
and hungry for rat's eyes
she made the years her 9 fat lives!

 

rhymes from the ediotor

The Monster Queen

The monster queen was very mean.
She hit the king and made him scream. 
She threw all her subjects into a prison. 
She made them eat bricks without a decision. 
But out of their ranks there arose a hero, 
determined to reduce the monster queen to zero. 
One day when she was making her rounds, 
stomping poor prisoners hands on the grounds, 
the hero came crashing down the hall on a swinging chandelier 
and filled the monster queen with fear, 
and when his swinging brought him near 
he thrust a spear through the monster Queen‘s ear, 
squishing her brain as if it were deer. 
Deer meat, as it were, and it was, to be clear --
the queen had been made in a lab by a queer 
(in the old sense) type of wizard 
who meant to use a lizard, 
but stuffed full of beer, his head wasn’t clear, 
and he reached for the closest and nearest thing near. 
And the deer brain he used had been more than abused, 
it was rotting from sitting in the cellar, unused, 
alone in a jar on a shelf by the bar
pickling and popping in solution of tar. 
Thus was the monster queen built from a beast 
with the head of a hippo and the arms of a priest (of Mars) and scars 
on her hairy horse legs, that whoever sees her for his very life begs, 
but that is all over and done now, her body was burned, 
and the wizard was drowned down in the moat
and from his bones they constructed a boat 
whose sail was the stretched out skin of a goat 
and whose anchor was cast in the hero's form
and they sailed the ship out to be sunk by a storm
to slumber forever in the ocean's dark dorm

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