Charlie

Queen Charlie

She ruled the house, bed to throne,

Called us “peasants” in her tone.

No bows, no baths — she made it clear,

But show her fries and she’d appear.

She flirted with a little strut,

Hoarded toys — nope, don’t touch!

Loved to spy and greet the crew,

Then steal your seat (as queens will do).

She napped, she snacked, she played her part —

A tiny queen with a giant heart.