Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo

Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo

More like Bibbidi Bobbidi Who 

Glorified for her one good deed

Where was she when I was in attacks and basements 

On my hands and knees

 

History rewrote her

But it’s time to face the facts

That old maid did nothing

She was a witch with class

 

That fairy was unfaithful 

Some godmother was she 

Her magic had a deadline 

Her materials were free!

 

People only remember the good stuff 

That I'm royalty 

 

But I remember my life before

A lady never forgets 

I was once a peasant 

And my only friends were pets 

 

Where was she for the important stuff 

Like when my father died 

 

She let me suffer 

Not a bip or bop was made

With the tap of her wand 

My whole life could’ve change 

 

Yet I should be grateful…

What did she do?

Give me rats for horses 

And use a pumpkin or two 

 

Why couldn’t I keep her gifts 

The dress was custom made

My fairy was cheap and stingy 

I guess to keep it 

She’d have to be paid 

 

Yes she got me to the ball 

And I met the prince it’s true

But at the stroke of midnight 

I had nothing but I shoe

 

She didn't make sure the prince found me 

Or ensure I made it home 

Once her song ended 

That old lady was gone 

 

I won’t claim her a Godmother

Or even as a friend 

Her actions were ungodly 

Her good deed a perpetual sin 

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