Friday, January 22, 2010
Update on Cinderella: ***
Cinderella is now 95 years old.
After a fulfilling life with the now dead much loved prince,
She happily sits upon her rocking chair,
Watching the world go by from her front porch,
With her much loved cat named Bob, for companionship.
One sunny afternoon - right out of nowhere,
Appeared the fairy godmother!
What are you doing here after all these years"?
The fairy godmother replied, "Cinderella,
You have lived an exemplary life since I last saw you.
Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?"
Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed,
And after some thoughtful consideration,
She uttered her first wish:
"My loving prince was wonderful, but not much of an investor.
I'm living hand to mouth on my disability checks,
I wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension.
Instantly her rocking chair turned into solid gold.
Cinderella said, "Ooh, thank you, Fairy Godmother"
The fairy godmother replied,
"It is the least that I can do.
What do you want for your second wish?"
Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said,
"I wish I were young and full of the beauty and youth I once had."
At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful young visage returned.
Cinderella felt stirrings inside of her that had been dormant for years.
And then the fairy godmother spoke once more:
"You have one more wish; what shall it be?"
Cinderella looks over to the cat sitting in wonder in the corner and says:
"I wish you would transform Bob, my old cat, into a kind, and very handsome, young man."
Bob suddenly underwent a total fundamental change in his biological make-up,
Swish!! When he stood before her he was a man--so beautiful,
The likes of him--neither she nor the world had ever seen.
The fairy godmother said, "Congratulations, Cinderella! Enjoy your new life."
And with a blazing shock of bright blue electricity the fairy godmother was gone
As suddenly as she appeared.
For a few eerie moments, Bob and Cinderella looked long and deep into each others' eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most beautiful, stunningly perfect man,she had ever seen.
Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair,
& held her close in his young muscular arms.
He leaned in close--blowing her golden hair with his warm sweet musk breath as he whispered .....
....."Bet you're sorry you had me neutered."