Cinderella - personal poem

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Cinderella

Before the day when my mum died,

I was then called Ella

Now that I have a brand new mum,

My name is Cinderella

I also have two step-sisters

Who are so vicious and so mean

Day in, day out, day in, day out

They make me cook and clean.

Then one good, fine summer’s day

We got a letter from the king

It was an invite to the royal ball!

He said that the royal prince he’ll bring

The prince would chose a pretty girl

Who could dance and sing

Join now!

Then he’d bend down on one knee

And present a diamond ring

But then my sisters spoilt my dream

They took my joy, they took my pride

And then they dressed up fancily

On white horses did they ride!

If my father was now here

I would be travelling to the ball

I would have four golden horses

And be dressed up like a doll

My tears rolled out, rolled out and out

Why could I not go as well?

And suddenly, I saw a face

My heart began to swell

I had seen that ...

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