Call it, Cinderella’s experiencing her “cold feet” if you will…
Just because the glass slipper fitted, that doesn’t mean, that I must, wear them, does it? Besides, with my heavy workload (cleaning UP my stepmother and stepsisters’ messes???), I couldn’t possibly, manage well, on these glass slippers I wore to the ball!
Just because the glass slipper fitted, that doesn’t mean, that I have to wear it, after all, glass slippers, sure, they looked amazing, so delicate, and it’s, everything that’s wonderful to me, but, eventually, these slippers, made of glass, they will CRACK at the heels, and, I just might, get a NASTY gnash on my feet…
Just because the glass slipper fitted, that doesn’t mean, that I’m destined to live well, after all, those slippers made of glass, are just for that one perfect night, which had been, long OVER since the Ball, and I’d returned, BACK to my ordinary routines of, cleaning UP after everybody, my stepmother, my stepsisters, but thankfully, I was NOT dumb enough, to fall for that Prince who’d promised me everything that’s, too unrealistic!
Just because the glass slipper fitted, yeah, uh, the “honeymoon” only lasted, for but MINISCULES of a few seconds, because after Cindy stood up in her glass slippers, they’d, CRACKED at the heels, and because, completely USELESS, as she can’t wear those broken heels………