Cinderella

by !Chookie!   Jan 19, 2005


Falling in love was unpredicted. Her step sisters she hopes will never know.
Cleaning and cooking was the only thing on her agenda not attending the Prince’s show.
Finding the perfect woman will be hard to do, but then a beautiful girl entered wearing a glass shoe.
Twelve struck the clock so she had to disappear; running from her prince that she thought would forget her and hang with his mates drinking beer.
Searching for his love, he couldn’t live with out, he made a promise to find her and he would propose to her without a doubt.
Cleaning was the slave girl as the Prince entered the room, he recognised her immediately and now she is has a groom.
Her sisters do you ask? Whatever happened to them? Well, those two ugly girls ran away after being sent into slavery and were never seen again.

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