The oblivious princess who walked handily into
the valley herself, she was known of young
Cinderella, with her brownish little basket
around her righteous shoulder, picked many
unsweetened strawberries Oranges bananas
everywhere in a certain tree, amongst the three
good looking ones, she met the man who was
royal prince from the north end of England, he
helped her on this sunny day, he sat with her
successfully on the easygoing blanket, and she
reading her prince charming a lovely poem, the
man who captured his royal heart to melt like
the largest butter in the worldwide
Written by
Michael James Brindley
4-23-19
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