A/n a little dark and well... language

I'm happy that you're happy
For that it's only fair
You have and are the fairest
With a child now on that chair

With the young already there
That means you are not fit
Your husband died at my own hands
Leading to this piece of shit

He says he is all worthy
Oh dear should I be joyous
Dear god I hope he doesn't stay
He might as well destroy us

The kingdom will only ever fall
Should he only speak
Come on, never words before action
That only means you're weak

Only then when he soon proves
Worthiness he is and has
Should I stop myself from shooting
This little fucking lad

A/n ... I warned you