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In the Court of the Red Queen

Rewrite the Editors Prompt

Heads don’t last for long
at the slightest wrong
they roll
on the midday bell-toll
in the Court of the Red Queen.

Heads don’t keep their stay
if they look the wrong way
they roll
only the careful stay whole
in the Court of the Red Queen

The young girl stands her ground
as a crowd gathers round
they stare
astonished that she’d dare
in the Court of the Red Queen

The young girl breathes in deep;
the Queen flutters in defeat
she glares
defeated by a puff of air
in the Court of the Red Queen