I felt
bad
for
Cinderella’s
less then
perfect
sisters
It was
the day
after
the ball
And no
matter
how much
the sisters
wished
No prince
with
glass
slippers
would be
coming
Eventually
depression
settled in
So thick
it filled
their
house
with
overwhelming
gloom
Very
sad
that
Fairy Tales
seem
to
only
come
true
for
the very
beautiful
few
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