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Tara Morgan – Sick Cinderella Rhymes

She doesn’t mind the northern weather;

There, there aren’t any fish or feathers.

But there are, of course, family plots against her.

By no cupid’s bow was dear dad bit,

With no stones was the Cinderwench hit,

And I can’t seem to write a good riddle for shit.

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