364. I Will Not Be Your Cinderella

I will not be your male Cinderella and tidy up all your mess am happy to lend a hand now and then but I will not be your slave I won't be your male Cinderella but I shall not go the ball I know I would only kick it just to watch fly into the roof of the net I can't be your male Cinderella towards you I don't feel gentle or kind I'd happily glass you with one of the slippers if it would make you see I am not your male Cinderella but you sure are the ugly sisters no human would want to be with you not even for one drunken dance