Q is for QueenThe queen was in a quandaryAnd as querulous as can be.She was locked up in her bedroomAnd no one could find the key.The knave climbed up a ladderTo the queen's balcony,But so quarrelsome she quibbledThat he quivered fearfully.The king was playing croquetEnjoying the quiescent calm.The key was in his pocketAnd he, quite without a qualm.___R is for RatThe rat ran into the
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