Don’t call it a comeback, I've been here for years…come on
sheeple get with the program and now my mama said to knock you the hell out..So, because I'm pretty sure this is my ma's favorite song...
And now for the soap opera story rant of the day; I must say
that I had that Prince long before Cinderella even heard of that ball, so, back
off bitch - it just got real. The pleasure is mine and I am charmed. Oh hell's
bells I cannot believe I just called poor Cinder Ella a bitch word. I’m so sorry
to all the working women out there. I also know what it is to, um like, work
hard for the money and magically marry above my socio-economic status (lies
lies & true lies).
I now head to the muddy yard to bury a treasure box full of memories because while I'm on board with nursery rhymes (and rhymey things in general), these faerie tales are freakin' me out - you try eating your step sister some day - wait on second thought, that's just dirty and you'd enjoy it too much
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