Drama Queen

Words flowery seems sweet to hear

Bears venom underneath her lips dry

Her walks, a prelude to a queen's play

Why should she alone own the glory of the day? 

This the mild cries of a patzer's way

To win either fair or foul means of play 

Silence paused and paced in a drama day

Is to an end in no ones' game

She alone the trickster and puppeteer claimed

Well off with people's minds at play

Leads where to what? A doubt remains 

Both victims and spectators share alike