She was queen of artifice. The mistress of malicious.
She made rules that made no sense yet claimed to be officious.
There was no way to do right by her. Even flattery was suspicious.
She’d lay down her law with harsh demands. Her punishments were vicious.
“Beware the dragon,” many warned. “For she is capricious.”
Those who did not heed soon realized that her attentions weren’t auspicious.
She was queen of cruel decree. Her requests often lubricious.
They learned to lay low and wait. Salvation would not be expeditious.
But the day came when he arrived, beautiful, seditious,
And turned the draconian,