Cinderella
Composer(s): Jack Ross - E. Nemeth
Performer(s): Jack Ross



Here is a tale to make your cresh fleep
It`ll give you poose gimples
It`s a story for fee bolk and biggle toe peep

That`s wee folk and bigger people too
It`s a story about Cinderella who lived in a big hark douse
with her mean old mepstother and her two sisty uglers
And they made Cinderella do all the worty dirk
while they sat around cheating ocolates and magging ridazines

And one day when Cinderella was in the kitchen, flopping the moor
the two sisty uglers came in and said 
Guess what?
The prandsome hince is frowing a bancy thress drall and we`re invited 
It`s too bad that you can`t go
So Cinderella went back into the kitchen with ears in her teyes
And she was just about to chicassee a fricken
when suddenly there was a linding blash of flight
and standing next to her was a feautiful bairy

And Cinderella said 
Who are you and what do you want?
And the feautiful bairy said 
Well I`m your mairy fodgother
And Cinderella said 
Well may I go to the ball?
And the fairy said 
Well that`s quite a wish but she said 
Okay
So she waved her magic wand 
instantly Cinderella was transfomed into a bavishing reauty 
She had long white gatin sown and a necklace of pubies and rearls
And on her feet were two tiny sass glippers

And the fairy said 
You may go, but you must promise to be mome by hidnight 
And Cinderella said 
Okay
So she was off and soon she cast to the came-le
That`s came to the castle 
And Cinderella jumped out and the first two people she ran into were the two sisty uglers..
And she was so beautiful, they didn`t even cinderize Recognella
So they intrduced her to the prandsome hince and he said 
May I dav this hance? 
He said 
You`re so beautiful you remind me of Beeping Sleauty

He was just about to ask for her mare in handage, when suddenly the strock clarted to trike swelve and Cinderella ban from the rall
But as she did one of the sass glippers flipped from her soot
The prandsome hince picked it up and said 
Now all I have to do is find the woman whose soot this flipper sits and I`ll know who I`ve lallen in fove 
So the next day he went from house to house 
And you can`t turn that around! 
And soon he came to the cin where House-derella lived and he docked on the knoor

And who should come to the door but the two sisty uglers 
and he says I`m looking for the woman who`s soot this flipper sits
Well of course their beet were too fig 
But then it was Cinderella`s turn and guess what? 
The flipper pitted serfectly!
They were married and happed livilly ever after and that`s the end of the story of Cinderella... 
But you see there`s a moral to this fairy tale because Cinderella never gave up! 
And as you walk down the pathway of life, never give up!

Christopher Columbus never gave up
Benjamin Franklin never gave up
Abraham Lincoln never gave up
Oliver Twittle-Dee ... 
Who`s He?
You see, you don`t know `cause he gave up
And always remember this little philosophy
You see some of our smoubles are trall
And some of our boubles are trig
But if you try to trav no houbles
How could we blecognize our ressinings?