Queen of Green

She’s so quiet and determined.

She loves the earth and,

her favorite color’s green.

She has truths that are unseen.

She is following her dreams.

This poem will rhyme with green

like you’ve never ever seen.

She knows she is a queen.

But sometimes can be mean

if she hasn’t had caffeine,

and needs to use saline.

It can get obscene.

And don’t mess with her routine.

For on that, she’s not quite keen.

She may turn into Wolverine.

And toss you in a ravine.

Quick, get her a tangerine

to stop this machine,

cause she likes to eat lean.

If you don’t feed her she might scream

and then kick in your screen.

Try not to get in between!

One time she tried a sardine,

when she was just a tween.

Oh, how she should have foreseen

that her face would turn green.

She also tried a trampoline

and almost injured her spleen,

but she came out clean.

Oh can’t you see,

that this she is me?