Cinderella

H Heather Burns
0 Goldblatt
Father met a lovely lady, She had two daughters one was crazy Father and daughter went to stay In a mansion far away Father turned ill one cold day everyone bowed their heads to pray Stepmother turned into a witch along with daughters became a bitch Cinderella was their slave She stood tall tired and brave Cinderella's friends were very few she knew exactly what to do Take care of stepmother sister too work and work till day is thru One day a messenger came to call inviting all girls to a ball The prince was home it was getting late girls meet him at the kingdoms gate He was looking for his wife to be the King also wanted to see The ugly sisters gowns were fine Cinderella thought where is mine Her little friends and two field mice thought about her problem twice We'll make a gown for our friend to wear she'll be beautiful ever so fair So the friendly sewing circle began sewing A lovely satin band stepsisters started to contrive to destroy her gown never to arrive Her fairy Godmother came in view She knew exactly what to do Touched her with a magic wand a fabulous gown she put on Dressed in her stunning gown of white Cinderella was a pure delight Waiting for her carriage of gold her future was about to unfold. to be continue

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