Slippers of glass

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Daniels POV
"Is there another Madden her ma'am" I asked sternly to the woman closing the door.
"Lavenders green dilly dilly lavenders blue" I heard a voice.
"No," the woman responded looking down.
"If that isn't a maiden than has your cat learn learn to sing?" I asked her. I bursted through her door, ordering her to open the door of the attic.
A woman with such grace sat infront of me. I kneeled before her, and put the slipper to her foot. She looked at me and smiled as it was a perfect fit. Her, she is the one I'm going to marry.

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