Booklings Effort
When running she lost one slipper on the stair.
So she ran out with her feet bare
The Prince was on it like a dart,
He pressed it to his pounding heart,
'The girl this slipper fits,' he cried,
I will surely make her my beautiful bride
I'll visit every house in town
'Until I've tracked the maiden down!'
Next day, the Prince went charging down
To knock on all the doors in town.
In every house, the tension grew.
Who was the owner of the shoe?
Thousands of eager people came
To try it on, but all in vain.
Then came the chance
For the ugly two sisters to have a dance
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