She lived in a secret allway
in the old part of town.
Clothed in rags as robes,
and dirt for a crown.
Day to day
She begged on the street.
Her riches where dull quarters
that she spent just to eat.
Her palace was cardboard,
and though it was cruel,
she live in a secret alleyway
and our hearts she did rule.
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