Emerald green, a color, so splendid

Red headed beauty, she sits there alone

Surrounded by a lily, reflecting her aura

Day after day, she stays by her throne

The queen of the fey, jewels on her neck

Barely clothed, she is a spirit, so free

Casting her joy, on those who go by

Night after night, this is where she shall be

Should you ever make it past her way

Yet, do not see her by her chair

Smile and bow your head to her

She always knows you are there

 

 

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