Queen: Lesp Vz. Margin Poem by Jerry Lawrence

Sudden, A Surge Of Negative Energon Blows Off Margin's Head. Again, All Say, Queen: Lesp Is 2 Mean.
Foreseen.
Frown Of, The Victor,2 Haunting Smile.
Style Of Her Defeated Opponent Worthless. She's Privy 2 Seeing Margin's Soul Now Being Torn 2 Peices By The Beastresses Of The Afterlife.
Brief Obstacle 2 This Queen With A Darquer Forever 2 Takeover.
Sweeter Her Disposition As She Holds Her VenuSword High.
Sigh Of Mockery @ Her Shriveled Opponent As The Darque & Stormy Midnight Highlight The Premier Perfections Of Her Nigh Naked Lean.