My friend took me to Paris’ most famous
shopping mall,
She was all excited as she had to get a
dress for that night’s ball.
The various colorful dresses and just
seeing them got me on cloud nine,
She chose 25 of them and said, “Sadly
only one can be mine”.
She tried the first one and she couldn’t
help saying, “What is that?”,
But unfortunately, the very first dress
made her look fat!
I jokingly said, “As it turns out,
Cinderella has nothing to wear”,
She sarcastically replied, “Maybe Fairy Godmother has some
advice to share”.
I said, “Pick that dress in the corner,
I know you’ll look lovely in it,
When the Prince sees you, I’m sure his
heart will split”.
The dress was a tube, made of tulle of
the most shocking pink ever seen,
She quickly signed the cheque and
remained as happy as she had ever been.
So just like the story, Cinderella did
go to the ball,
Moreover, she just loved being the
prettiest girl in the hall.
Time came for choosing the dance partners
at the ball,
But before the Prince could choose,
Cinderella let out a bawl.
Her dream was battered, her hopes were
shattered,
For her at that moment nothing else
mattered.
The Prince did not choose her as he was
not the first to choose,
It was his cousin, who unfortunately,
looked like a goose.
After she went home, she told everyone
why the dress was a waste of money,
And laughter followed and so she said,
“It’s not very funny!”
After that day, Cinderella learnt her
lesson and never got her hopes up high,
Because the tragic disappointment always
made her cry.
So this was the story of Cinderella, who
was as pretty as a doll,
But she never could get the chance of
dancing with the Prince at the ball!
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Samruddhhi Kotecha