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Happily Never After


Reading these stories as a child,

Raced my mind, and made me go wild.

How did Cinderella run with one shoe?

And how did Snow White have a house as a zoo?

These are the questions that keep me up at night,

Making me feel like I will never find Mr. Right.

These are my versions of the classic tales,

Because every child needs to know that love always fails.

 

“Cinderella, dressed in yella, went to the ball to kiss a fella”

Rags into luxury, that’s how it’s supposed to be.

However, ladies are all the same.

Caked in makeup, fancy clothes, no personality, and nothing to show.

 

It’s pure luck she was chosen by the prince at the ball.

Dancing so sweet, together cheek to cheek

It was love at first sight, but at the end of the night,

Cinderella took flight.

 

The slipper was all he had to remember Cinderella on end.

Prince Charming swore he would find his love that was true,

But how many feet can fit into the one shoe?

The answer is too many to count.

 

Cinderella never got her shot because the shoe fit the rich girl on the first block.

The prince never made it to Cinderella’s door.

Nobody could hear Cinderella still scrubbing on the floor.

 

Even if the prince made it to the door,

The shoe would fit her no more.

Cinderella’s swollen purple foot would be too big.

 

Crying her eyes out because she thought she was special.

Oh Cinderella, did you not know that there is no happily ever after?

 

 

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