Thanks to Mothy for the Daughter of Evil song! Because of him, I wouldn't be able to make this poem.
Oh, my, it is now time for afternoon tea
However, the dreadful peasants never seemed to leave me be
Ah, alas! Such a terrible sight for me to bear!
Why, oh, why, must they come at such an hour?
Now, kneel before me, you dreadful peasants!
Don’t you dare show me those disgusting tears
I can’t do anything to aid you in your sufferings
Leave me be, if you don’t want to lose your heads!
Why must they be so consistent?
Can’t they see that I am the princess of this land?
Go on ahead, cry and beg for shelter and food,
But I will do assure you that my doors will remain closed
My loyal servant and my beloved Josephine
My castle filled with wealth that one couldn’t define
Ah, yes, I am indeed a lady whom anyone would dare dream to become
A beautiful young princess who’s only fourteen years of age
A “Daughter of Evil” is what they call me
Ungrateful barbarians! Why must they make me suffer this much?
Can’t they see that they’ve caused me so much trouble already
By announcing that Death will come to me at three o’clock?