Cinderella Poem by C Richard Miles

We went to the panto
To see Cinderella
But her two ugly sisters
Were, each one, a feller
Dressed up in vile frocks
Of sickening yellow.

Our heroine fair
In contrast to their badness
Was bonny and blithe
But soon met with sadness.
Though one friend she knew
Always viewed her with gladness.

Buttons was that best friend
Who said that he’d love her
But she met a proud prince
And so fell for another
Though soon she fell foul
Of her wicked stepmother.

She was banned from the ball
While her evil step-sisters
Tried to dance with the prince
Those mean, wicked tricksters
In their over-high heels
Till they broke out in blisters.

Back at home, sad with tears
Cinders washed up the dishes
And scrubbed all the floors
And de-cobwebbed the niches
Till her godmother came
And granted her wishes.

She turned pumpkins and things
To a fairytale carriage
Pulled by horses: ex-mice
That she found in the garage.
Cinders went to the ball
Where prince proposed marriage.

When midnight approached
She had to scarper
But she hadn’t reckoned
On Dandini, much sharper
Than the tall, lovestruck prince
Who had seen her departure.

He discovered that she
Had lost her glass slipper
And so he made a plan
For it only would fit her,
Though her sisters so mean
Would now try to outwit her

But, to each one’s dismay
(Though they hardly dared tell her)
It just wouldn’t fit.
Whilst our poor Cinderella
Had been locked by the pair
In the depths of the cellar.

And there she would sit
Until Buttons released her
To try on the shoe
While her sisters just teased her
But it was the right size,
Which certainly pleased her.

It fitted her foot
So the prince was delighted;
He fell on his knee
And his troth was soon plighted,
So the sisters had lost
And wrongs had been righted.

Then we all sang a song
Just to make it all dafter;
As a pantomime should,
It all ended with laughter
As she married the prince
And lived happy ever after.