The Queen of Strut

She’s the queen of strut, which
I guess she’d have to be
with legs like that. Wise men like me,
humble in our servitude, survive
because we worship from afar.
A weaker man, such as yourself,
longing for divinity’s vicinity,
would hand her the crown in a heartbeat;
would gladly follow, gladly be her train
even while she stomped him to death.

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Strut
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