I’ve known for a little while now

Oh how she cries like a cat meows

When hungry and won’t let up

Always taunting hey what’s up

The fake ness is overbearing

Her lying and her sharing

Of stories old and boring

Move on he yells whilst snoring

Change your tune little one

As the the fight has not been won

Yes his attention to you ruffled feathers

So sorry to hear you didn’t take the weather

Indeed he mentions others too

But really the glass slipper is not your shoe

It belongs to his queen

Who’s hardly seen

So I forgive you for thinking he was alone

As you see you’ve been fooled

Like a dog with a bone

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