Pretty Thing

Pretty monarch in the sky
Red royal cape evil
Yet she spreads them and flies

Red and black painted cloth'd easel
Quickly catch my wandering eye
Colors of death

They distract my brain, dumb and feeble
I'll watch you fly, til my final breath
Yet I hold no anger

Your beauty seduces me into loyalty
Your creator's craft
Deceitful, skilled, pretty, and lethal

You are such a Pretty Thing
Rule over my being
Pretty, pretty queen

Reign over the skies mighty and high
Your Highness,
You Monarch
Butterfly