Best Stepsisters Poems

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, in France, a storyteller fella
Wrote of a girl named Cinderella,
Meant as a fairy tale romance.
Her daddy died when she was young, and she was forced to share his riches
With three monumental b****es,
A most unhappy circumstance.

For years her stepmom...

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No! Cut this piece here!
No! Not there!
Why didn't you cut it right?

says Princess StepSister's
hyper-ventilated syndrome,
jonesing for her next pork chop.

I would have finished
but you bellowed me away
in your Ugly StepSister voice
demanding from open refrigerator door
that collard greens must stop evaporating
behind your eyes.

Ugly StepSister?
Did you just...

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As mean as anyone could be
In the land of the North Sea
Was a girl drinking her afternoon tea
As she was waiting for her dad under the fig tree

Not only he would bring a stepmother
But also some other
And as they arrived one after another
Cinderella found things...

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In the faraway kingdom of my imagination;
My land of make believe thrived on one Disney creation.
Join me here; you’ll never spend a more enchanting ev’ning.
Over there is Cendrillon.  Step lightly.  Hear her singing?

Terrible Lady Tremaine rules missy with the sweet voice;
Loving parents died...

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His lips are so sweet, he's wearing the perfect suit
Everyone say that we're the match that I shouldn't quit
Here I am in my dress with at the end my comfy seat
So tell me honey? Why I should quit.
So many people, my family, your and many...

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Although I'm young am tired you see
from all the scheduled laborious activities
stepmother decided to step out momentarily
with stepsisters going on a ball shopping spree,

With me home alone to do arduous tasks
such as making candles from the bees wax
washing the dishes, sweeping and making the beds
making...

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I have nothing against the Cinderellas
of successful society.
Cinderella finds her opportunity for freedom
for love, hopefully,
goes for it,
and it works out for her
and all the Prince Charmings,
wherever they are hiding from my life.

Anyway, all good news
as far as this story goes.

But,
the plight of Ugly StepSisters and...

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When I was a young woman
Just embarking on my own life
My grandmother departed and
Left me a special gift – 

A small, delicately framed
Faded black and white photograph
Of a long foot worn path running
Through a tall field of wildflowers
With a pointed church steeple in the distance
And...

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Excitement arose everywhere
Beautiful looked our Cinderella
But her stepsisters were their too
And their was no match for Isabella

The prince walked in the room
His eyes fell on Isabella
He asked her for a dance
And not our Cinderella 

Soon the news spread through the kingdom
Prince and Isabella were to...

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Happily never ever after,
Said the frog to the princess,
"We have only til' midnight until this fairytale is over"
With a glide of a wand, the godmother reversed back all memories
Of stories made up of tall tales, and Disney wishing,
"Your prince has yet to come out of...

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Once upon a time
On a plateau
In a French hiding place
because in my opinion somebody wrote some cheques
that kept bouncing back
soo much happened
and my father my mother said
was an ostrich 
with his head in the sand
but what did she know
She left when we were kids
and...

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Time stopped.
Cynthia, frozen in glass shoes.
Time stopped
when she’d not accepted his proposal.

Prince Nicholas bided his time
to think. How could he persuade this lass
to wear his ring?

He looked over this fine partygoer.
She was having a ball,
so what happened?

Clues were all around.
Her fairy godmother, in stasis, hovered...

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( Based on the animated musical produced by Walt Disney 
based on the fairytale written by Charles Perrault.)
 
"Hello Cinderella, how are you ?
I am very happy and still in love,
the Prince is kind and handsome;
and from the first kiss it was truelove !"

"What became...

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BOX OF CHOCOLATES 

My heart aches for those who vanish —
a variety like chocolates, melting
into vanquished existence.

First and farewell - those lucky
who have died, without having
their names besmirched —

the young and old, the hospitable
and the sweet character of a spinning
song, twirling on a record player

charming...

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Intuitive.
I am honest to a fault, overly sensitive, tough as nails and dependable.
I have two stepsisters, a half-brother and half-sister.
I love birds, antiques and old houses.
I feel anticipation, frustration and happiness.
I fear spiders, being misunderstood and being totally alone.
I would like to see more kindness...

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