Cheeserellas Three Wishes
Halloween faerie God-mouse gave Cheeserella three wishes.
Cheeserella was slow to comply, she had to clean the dishes.
And wipe down the counters, clean the refrigerator and the T.V.
Can you please come back later? She said to the faerie God-mouse, Vee.
Vee was askance; this is not how this fairytale was supposed to go.
There is a prince in a ballroom waiting for you in a dungeon down below.
If it’s just the same to you, I’d rather stay here and finish up my chores.
Cheeserella had now slammed shut many opportunities doors.
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