Does it fit? Does it fit? Does it fit?
Maybe if I squeeze just a bit.
He's just so hot and equally toned!
There is no way that I'll be friend-zoned!
I'm rich, I'm pretty, and ever so witty!
Does it fit? Does it fit? Does it fit?
No..... Well, he's not my type anyway.
It will fit! It will fit! It will fit!
It's almost on! I will not quit!
Though it hurts, I'll hold in a wince.
For goodness sakes, he's a bloody prince!
The crown is mine, I'll look so fine!
It will fit! It will fit! It will fit!
Or it won't. Hey...the baker's son is single!!
It might fit. It might fit. It might fit.
It is the shoe I lost isn't it?
I guess I'll have to wait and see
He's so kind and thoughtful, oh, wouldn't we be
a lovely pair just him and me?
I can see it now! Our eyes will meet!
I'll forget the world as my heart skips a beat!
He'll smile at me, I'll smile back.
Oh God! There's nothing that he lacks!
But he's a prince and I'm just me.
Calm down Elle! Or you're gonna pee!
If it's me, then it's me and that is that.
Time to sit where my sisters sat.
Here it comes, the fragile shoe.
Oh, what have I gotten myself into?!
It might fit. It might fit. It might fit.
It does? It does!
At last! My Prince Charming!
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The Slipper
PoetryJust a little poem based on a well known story. I bet you will know it!!!