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Death of Royalty
Contributed by
jogaxchild
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Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 11:14:04 PM in AEST
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Their hats were pressed against their chests
And bow they did, like friendly guests.
It swayed gracefully, her little black dress
Her motives clearly were to impress.
And impress she did, little perfect Jane
With her soft skin glowing like the morning rain.
Her intentions were good, none of cold-blooded malice
As she mingled in the lobby of the Buckingham Palace.
The men, they all stared as she twirled her blonde hair
But in the back of their minds was just one single care:
The Queen is dead.
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2005-06-05 23:14:04] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Death of Royalty
(User Rating: 1 ) by Butterflygirl40 on
Wednesday, 30th November 2005 @ 10:48:35 PM AEST (User
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nice poem^_^ |
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