Five years as the reigning queen.<\/p>\n
Made her feel weak and old.<\/p>\n
And the captain of her royal guard<\/p>\n
More reticent than bold.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
For now they stood beside the hive<\/p>\n
That once had been their home.<\/p>\n
Where they had spent long evening hours<\/p>\n
Telling tales about a drone.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Pieces of sweet honeycomb<\/p>\n
Were smashed upon the field.<\/p>\n
Shaken by the evil winds,<\/p>\n
A thing that witches wield.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
No regrets, so deeply felt<\/p>\n
For causing such bad weather<\/p>\n
Could restore the beehive now<\/p>\n
And put it back together.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Witches,” said Drucilla<\/p>\n
To her royal guard one day.<\/p>\n
“Be careful what you say to them,<\/p>\n
Or you will have to pay<\/p>\n
The price of all their vanity,<\/p>\n
For they’ll use any means<\/p>\n
To avenge themselves for one small hurt.<\/p>\n
Good God! They’re just like . . . queens.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
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