Boredomtown

Poem I wrote on a boring night shift...

I hold the scepter and the crown
This kingdom of boredom is my town
I get high, I look down and I frown
for I am the Queen of Boredomtown

My subjects hold my interest not
I don't care for expansion to plot
Leaving seems impossible from this spot
for I am held prisoner by my boring thoughts

Let them eat cake! Off with her head!
Sometimes I think it would be more fun to be dead
Something, anything different instead
of this eternal boredom which I dread

Condemned to the same
Now I will tell you my name
I am Queen Lenore
..........Queen of the lame