Two queens of different kingdoms once met up.
They settled down to a good old gossip.
The head of each was crazily mixed up,
The heart of each was broken and so tortured.
Two queens of different kingdoms once met up.
They locked a sorrow in their own bosoms.
The riven heart protests the flinty heart.
To be precise, the flinty hearts of monsters.
Two queens of different kingdoms once met up.
They ruled their empires absolutely.
But every strong monarch needs to be loved
And understood by their people mutely.
They drank a lot of wine, they even smoked... too much.
Relentlessly recalling past affairs.
They loved two lovely kings
Who made them perish by
The sword of priceless dreams, surrounded by chimeras.
Two queens of different kingdoms once met up...
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