She is toxic

Don't look at her, look at me!

Massge my feet, make me tea.

You have to pay for all the fees,

Buy me a car, give me the keys.

Your only mine, you are on a leash.

Your my entertainment, a tease.

I am the Queen Bee.

 

No one else sees,

Break up with her, get to ease

 

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