A pile of Cinder- Twist on the Cinderella
There once lived a girl named Cinderella
Who lived with her evil stepsisters Coachella and Brieldella
She was quite a stella
But unlike them, she had no fella
Instead she spent her life cleaning up Cinder
And wishing she had a mister
One day while cleaning the cinder pan
She heard of the queen hosting the fairest ball in all the land
Cinderella was happy
But then she remembered and became sappy
She had no dress
And her long golden hair was a tangled mess
Even worse, her only ride was a smelly horse named Bess
On the night of the ball, Cinderella dropped a secret wish in the well
What came out was swell!
A tall fairy godmother dressed in all white
Cinderella, she said Do you have the desire to attend the ball tonight?
Yes Yes Cinderella squealed
She watched before her eyes as her wretched sneakers turned to heels
Then, the ever wretched horse Bess
Turned into a handsome stallion with a long golden tress
Suddenly her cinder covered dress
Turned into less of a mess
I only have one rule my dear
You must listen closely to hear
You must be back before one
Or a wretched pile of cinder you will become
Cinderella agreed
But she was so excited she did not listen closely
At the ball, Cinderella danced away the night
Oh, twas a sight
When the clock struck one
CInderella shrugged for the fun had just begun
She was just dancing with her mister
When she disappeared in front of her evil stepsister
And like a good ender
In her spot was a pile of cinder
The end