The Queenatic

 

To spread

the word He was exactly

what was needed

verbose and full of flavor

fishy not

dedicated to the cause

that you did not have to ask

actions told

He brought the masses

to their knees

levitating his ego into a

stratosphere of hedonism

that not even Liberace could play

after death

Covered from head to toe

dolled down

He was the image maker

The one to be heard

though the public would rather

castrate themselves than to be

snapped alongside

this abomination

Yet

as His star shined

so did his creation's

and like the fierce mogul He pretended

to be with Barbie and Malibu Ken

They all wanted to come for

Tea

and Crumpets

on the inside

It didn't matter

The world knew His name

His voice

He could go virtually undetected

until award time