Royalty

A heartbreak of beauty,
on the high street,

she reflected this morning,
reversed – what we see.

Ordered online,
her outfit of choice,

the town’s pageant queen
commands without voice.

If she could read
our servile minds,

she would no more be ours,
the float-show declined.

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