through
hoops to make her happy.
i'd sing and dance,
i was a minstrel boy for her.
making her happy,
making her laugh.
i'd juggle,
i'd sing, i'd tell her a joke
or two,
i'd give her shiny things.
this was before my head
came off,
when i tugged at her mask
and revealed
the not so nice queen.
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