Music diffused through the overflowing hall,
And bursts of flashes greeted us all,
A heady smoke wafted through the air,
As the crowd settled in for an evening of flair.
Several queens adorned the ramp with a blaze,
Murdering onlookers with a piercing gaze,
Each hoping their demeanor was off the charts,
An elegance worthy of the ‘Queen of Hearts’
She was above it all, you could tell,
A winner already, she was a different belle,
While others scrambled to get a spot under the moon,
She stood smiling, grooving to her own tune.