Sassy Cindy


The clock struck midnight
Cinderella knew it was time to go
One more chime, she told herself
She was having so much fun
One more, then one more
As the eleventh chime pealed
she pulled herself away
and rushed to the carriage
Alas, she had left it too late
Her dress turned to rags
Her coach again a pumpkin
only the glass slippers still twinkled
The horrified guests gawked at her
Stepmom and step-sisters guffawed
Sassy Cindy raised a defiant eyebrow
planted her hands on her hips

(unaware that her ragged outfit
was about to become a fashion sensation)

and told the astonished prince,
Well, I saved you a nation-wide search, didn’t I?
Oh, and I make a mean pumpkin soup

© 2015 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved

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