*Our Prince Charming is dumfounded and distraught at Cinderella's fleeing and rapid disappearance. He screams out to her, but the maiden is nowhere to be found, completely blended in and one with the crowd of people in the boisterous hall. He curses under his breath and runs his fingers through his luscious hair, unsure of what to do next. The sound of the god-father clock ringing makes him even more irritated and irate, adding more fuel to his now growing migraine of stress. Perplexed, he thinks to himself for a moment before calling out for help:*
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"Did I upset her?
No lady has denied me!
...Who is this maiden?"
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I run through the hall
Determined to be with her
"Where is she hiding?"
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"...What is she hiding?"
I must find out about her
She will not escape!
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"Guards!" I bark at them.
"Get that girl running away!
I have to see her!"
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"Why, what have I found?
Someone lost a glass slipper...
Could it be her shoe?"
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The Story Behind the Slipper
PoetryWe all know the classic story of a girl who lost her glass slipper running away from her dreams, and racing back to her sad reality of being a peasant maid for her own step-mother and step-sisters, the only family she has left. Yes, this is a story...
