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Queen Supreme

Queen Supreme

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I am female.

Made from man’s rib, so says the tale.


I am to cater to his every desire,

Oh! But let me preach to the choir.


From his very own chest,

I took all he considered best.


I took his sagacity,

and hold torment of chastity.


I am wo-man.

Woe is man.


The rise of female quests,

We suit up and wear his vest.


We execute with proficiency,

Because the future we can foresee.


Behind every accomplished male,

Is a female who put forth the bail.


No man can hold power over her

For fear the fire she will incur.



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