Cinderella’s lungs
Weren’t strong enough for two
Arsenic made them wither
Charming believed they grew
Cinderella’s pills
Rolled downhill two by two
Prozac made her rosy pink
How Charming craved her blue
Cinderella’s mirror
Covered up by a sheet
Charming’s fit her the slipper
Glass chains adorned her feet
Cinderella’s body
When they dragged out the lake
Was found all bruised and broken
Charming stayed wide awake
Cinderella’s face
Offends the morning light
A knife under the blanket
Slept sound with him that night
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