The White Queen

Once upon a time in a land so old
There was a white Queen with stories to be told
She sits on her throne and rules the land
Her kingdom is beautiful and oh so grand
 
Sparkling jewels are in a crown upon her head
Rich sapphire and diamonds and ruby's that are so red
A gown made of golden satin and a sash made of silk
Her skin is so fair like the colour of milk
 
Long golden hair down her back in tresses
The Queen a goddess she looks in all her elegant dresses
Dainty golden footwear and opals on her shoes
She calls the jesters to her court as wants to be amused
 
The jesters juggle, sing and dance across the medieval hall
Until in walks a prince so handsome and so tall
He walks up to the Queen and gently bows his head
Bringing a sealed waxed scroll a note that must be read
 
Giving it to the Queen she takes it from his hand
A wicked witch she say's has put a spell on my land
With a click of her finger and at her command the soldiers do appear
Quickly she say's we must stop this evil and wipes away a tear
 
The prince rises to his feet and rounds up all the soldiers
He puts his hands on the Queen and gently squeezes her shoulders
Thy kingdom will be ours and everything we own
This wicked witch is going to reap what she has sown
 
The Queen smiles and kisses the prince on his lips
I need a book of spells from one of my crypts
A maid in waiting goes hurriedly to fetch the book
She goes without hesitation and without a second look
 
The Queen receives the book and opens up a page
To a perfect spell to trap the wicked witch in a cage
The soldiers are not needed as the Queen has waived her magic
An oh to the witch her demise was so very tragic