I am the queen
blonde and frosted
my waves curl to top
my dreams are yelled
my hopes are yours
for I am the queen of the road
yelling at you
get out the way
I am
move or I will honk
move or I will scream
move for I won't be the blame
A contest entry
- letting it out... a quickie... (more the merrier) by righteousme.
300 points, ended May 20, 2008, 7 entries
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