I know Cinderella...
The girl is nothing less then a Queen...
Its always our GOD parents,
that seem to take care of things...

When Our providers have moved on,
we are sometimes left with some steps
that seem hard to climb....
And put whips upon our backs,

But I saw her transform,
I witnessed her change....
Those small beast to stallions,
And a pumkin connected to their mange......

A little bit of dust,
brushed along my nose
and I grew......
I know she got there because I drove,

I was touched and defined...
Belief in the enchantment,
gave me these limbs....
perfect enhancements.....

If she became a Queen,
Even after midnight....
I can reinforce these enhancements
That I had for one night......