A Backwards Fairytale

Oh poor Cinderella what a to do
The poor girl was in an awful stew
She tried on the shoe and the shoe didn't fit
What a deluded silly twit

She only imagined that she was there
With a beautiful ballgown and stylish hair
And even if she was the Prince wouldn't look at her twice
Because needless to say she wasn't very nice

Her hair was dull, unclean and scraggy
And her eyes well, they were wide and a bit too baggy
Her nose was too long and she was too stout
The poor girl was ugly inside and out

Her step sisters mocked her as they were beautiful and vain
Constantly laughing at her misery and pain
They scratched her and bit her and pulled her hair
Leaving her (if possible) even more worse for wear

The years passed and the step sisters were wed
To handsome rich princes (or so they both said)
Cinderella became bonkers completely off her rocker
Now resides in a room all soft with no door and no knocker

She never has any visitors except the ones in her mind
They conjure up a world where everyone (even her sisters) are kind
Where Cinderella has met her prince and she is happy to this day
Where she is loved and beautiful in every single way