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Cinderella

All her life she’d been working as a maid
Her mistress and daughters were very cruel
Working long hours and not getting paid
She doesn’t get the chance to go to school
She’s forced to sweep ashes off the fireplace
Her hands are always dirty, black with soot
While her stepsisters dress up in their lace
They’ve never had to work outside barefoot
But one day her godmother came to call
She turned the poor girl into a princess
She danced with the prince at the palace ball
But at midnight she left, though in distress
So goes the story of Cinderella
A girl whose heart was pure as vanilla

-- Olivia L., 9th-12th Grade