She thought she was better
than every body else
Walking around like a queen bee
When she never knew how hated she
truly was by everyone she
thought worshiped her
They truly despised her
Walking around like she's better than
then them
The miss queen bee
was dead and the next one
headed to the front of the line
for her place as the new queen bee
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