Once Upon A Time...
There was a young girl in a blue dress
who lived her whole life cleaning up her sisters' mess.
Her glass slipper was left behind,
but she had to keep going for she was too kind.
Cinderella wallowed in self-pity,
always singing to herself a short ditty.
The girl thought she had it rough,
little did she know that others had it even more tough.
Cindarella has a home and a bed and food,
while the rest of the world spends its time in a feud.
She thinks that her life is the worst,
while really the rest of the world is cursed.
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