The Real story of Cinderella.

This is a poem about the real story of Cinderella.

A letter came in through the post,

While Cinderella was eating toast.

Come to the palace ball where,

All maidens must be there!

Cool she thought free admission,

I'd better get stepmother's permission.

Hr stepmother of course just said no,

Cinderella couldn't go.

To the ball the three went,

Then came a fairy heaven-sent.

"Why my dear do not fret,

For your fairy godmother you've just met!"

"I'll make a dress and horses too,

And get a coach is what I'll do.

Cinders said that's so kind,

I hope you really do not mind.

Why my dear it's not for free,

I'm afraid it's not that easy.

So Cinders paid for a coach,

Horses, dress, a diamond brooch.

When she arrived at the ball,

She couldn't see the prince at all.

Until she saw him in the crowd,

Dancing round and singing loud.

Thank God he's drunk he'll go for me,

But we'll just have to wait and see.

She sauntered up to be acquainted,

The prince looked at her and promptly fainted.

They danced all night when he came round,

Then Cinderella mad a bound.

She rushed outside at twelve o clock,

While they were watching Elvis rock.

Oh no what can I do?

I'm really desperate for the loo.

There are no toilets in this place,

And my bladder will win the race!

She got in the coach and made a dash,

She heard a bang and a crash,

Guts went squelch, blood went splash,

Her stepsister had been crushed to mash.

And as she tried to control her bladder,

Her other sister was squashed by a ladder.

The Prince came and took her hand,

And put on her finger an engagement band.

Can I tell you a secret if I please?

Said Cinderella now on her knees.

She whispered something that gave him a fright,

He screamed, ran off into the night.

Thus ending the real story of Cinderella,

Who turned out to be a fella!