I am the Queen of my room
I am the only one home.
It's easy to be Queen, If one is alone.
I am the Queen of my room,the Emperess of my domain.
I used to take on lovers, but they caused me too much pain.
I am the Queen of my mind and my Upstairs maid.
I work hard to keep it tidy and I never get paid.
I labor night and day to keep my old thougts dusted
I'd like to take on new ones, but I know they cannot be trusted.
"It's my way or the highway!"
I practice saying it to the mirror
If I only had some minions, then my meaning would be clearer.
I am the Queen of my room,and it's very very neat.
I've already done the dishes, when I sit down to eat.
I am a marinet on training wheels
I hold no truck with clutter
When a thing is out of place, my outrage it is utter.
I organised my closet and send memos to my fish.
If wishes are wild horses, then I know I ought not wish.
My opinions are polished bright as brass with spittle.
If I have a split hair, then I split it down to the middle.
I am the Queen of my room and the Queen of my brian.
I like to boss my thought about, so they cant cause me pain.
