Good morning all – please find another of our member’s poem – just to remind you that the Christmas Season will soon be upon us (hopefully with some better news about the Coronavirus pandemic!)
CINDERELLA IN SHORT BUT NOT FOR LONG
Cinderella isn’t a fella
As all you good people must know
Her ugly sisters are a couple of Misters
But when dressed for the ball it don’t show
They were rotten to Cinders
Said “get on and clean them winders
To the ball you are not going to go”
Footman Buttons did luv ‘er
Just like a bruvver
Said “Cinders you’ll go to the ball”
And while they were dreaming
An old lady was scheming
To be a fairy and come through the wall
From rags, pumpkin and mice
With her wand in a trice
Changed to carriage and all brand new clothes
She said “now then deary, although I’m a fairy
At midnight the magic all goes”
She met her Prince Charming
But ain’t this alarming
He fell for that woman that night
But the Prince in his splendour
Is the opposite gender
Cor, isn’t she in for a fright!
Soon midnight was chiming
(And is this still rhyming)
As she ran her shoe fell on the stairs
The Prince picked up her slipper
Said “I’ll marry this stripper”
So both sisters said it was theirs
With hairy legs showing
They just got one toe in
Then Buttons appeared on the scene
Siad “Cinders must try it
You cannot deny it”
It fitted and now she’s his queen
Boom boom!