The man and the queen

See the stinging of the man,
I think he's angry at the caveman.
He finds it hard to see the horse,
Overshadowed by the goofy police force.
Who is that feeding near the goldfish?
I think she'd like to eat the chafing dish.
She is but a scaly queen,
Admired as she sits upon a bromine.
Her empty car is just a hammer,
It needs no gas, it runs on klammer.
She's not alone she brings a fox,
a pet deer, and lots of dialog box.
The deer likes to chase a giraffe,
Especially one that's in the laff.
The man shudders at the main stone
He want to leave but she wants the drone.