A Cinderella Poem...

Cinderella what a beast,

That Prince should marry me at least.

She thinks she's pretty, but from what I've seen,

She's just selfish and horribly mean.

All this fuss over a shoe.

I've half a mind to run her through.

Of all the girls, she's the runt.

I shall stop this stupid wedding stunt.

How can this Prince love such a hag,

Forget the veil, she'll need a bag.

He has not a clue of what she's like,

He should have her head upon a spike!

She should stay and clean the house,

Since she's not fit for anything else!

From Rags-To-Riches not at all!

Why did she ever attend that ball?

He cannot make this girl his wife

If she should fall upon my knife...

The stupid girl spoiled my plans,

Of sharing all the Princes lands.

I'll see her burried 6 foot under

For tearing all my plans asunder!

But now I have formed another plan

To keep this woman from MY man!

I'll attend the wedding but this I vow,

I'll stop this nightmare and this is how...

When the toast is made with much a malice,

I'll slip this poison into her chalice.

She'll drink the wine and start to choke.

And I will end this wedding joke...