Jealousy
She always had that green eye
No one ever knew why
Only took her a second to lie
Oh you know she was slicker than sly
Did whatever she could to reach the top
She couldnt be stopped
She was the ruler of all enemies
Making all friends frenemies
Beating on their esteem
And at the end she was her own team
No one like her
She was an outcast
All because she had that green
In her eye
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