Cinderella: Cleaning Queen
I'd rather she not be heard nor seen
She's no symbol of kingdom pride
And we know that pretty's on the inside
But her inside's are filled with smoke
Her voice is timid and broke
Her manners don't exist
Princess Story with a twist!
She smells just like a dirty ditch
But hey! At least she married rich
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