In the kingdom of shadows and deceit,
There reigns a fake queen, a master of conceit.
Her crown of lies sparkles in the dim light,
A facade of beauty, a guise so tight.
She rules with a cruel and twisted hand,
Her subjects cower, afraid to stand.
Her throne is built on a foundation of mistrust,
Her power derived from greed and lust.
But beneath her glamorous veneer,
Lies a heart that's cold and insincere.
She wears a mask of false grace,
Hiding her true self, a twisted face.
The fake queen's reign will not endure,
For truth and justice are always pure.
Her kingdom of lies will crumble and fall,
Leaving behind nothing at all.
So let us stand against her facade,
Expose her lies, her treachery flawed.
For in the end, it is the real that will prevail,
And the fake queen's reign will surely fail.
There reigns a fake queen, a master of conceit.
Her crown of lies sparkles in the dim light,
A facade of beauty, a guise so tight.
She rules with a cruel and twisted hand,
Her subjects cower, afraid to stand.
Her throne is built on a foundation of mistrust,
Her power derived from greed and lust.
But beneath her glamorous veneer,
Lies a heart that's cold and insincere.
She wears a mask of false grace,
Hiding her true self, a twisted face.
The fake queen's reign will not endure,
For truth and justice are always pure.
Her kingdom of lies will crumble and fall,
Leaving behind nothing at all.
So let us stand against her facade,
Expose her lies, her treachery flawed.
For in the end, it is the real that will prevail,
And the fake queen's reign will surely fail.
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