The King of Hearts Called on the tarts, And beat the Queen full sore; The Queen of Hearts Nearly fell apart But vowed she’d be beaten no more. The Queen of Hearts, She played her cards, While poisoning the wine away; And fed it to every King of Hearts Who enjoyed chasing Their queens like prey. Losing the game of Stolen Hearts is how she gets them to play: the cads, the wife-beaters, the white-slavers. Predators turned into easy prey. It’s no accident that she’s known as the Queen of Hearts by most males in town and she won’t rest until they all pay for their crimes. Welcome to Nursery Crimes, where tales are twisted and happily ever afters are not always guaranteed....