SLAY QUEEN

She is double face he said
And that I heard
But she never cared
About the things they said

Like the singing moon, she slew
Not minding if she was going astray
Still, she never cared
How other women fared.

At noon she is like a rising sun
Always full of cheer and fun
She never bothers about the dawn
As long as she always had fun

At dawn, she is like an old woman
Older than mother Africa
But younger than Rihanna
Her eyes were old and aged
And she looked wretched

But at dusk slayer wouldn't slay
Rather she prayed

Her true nature showed
That she had been a clone

What she looks at dust is fake
Her skin too she faked
everywhere she sprayed
But she was still a fake

She's a slay queen they said
And she's a fake she heard
But she never one day cared
About the things they said.

By Irusota
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