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

 

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