Prinderella and the Since by Col. Stoopnagle
Here indeed is a story that will make your cresh fleep. It will give you poose gimples! Think of a little glip of a surl, prairie vitty, who, just because she had two sisty uglers had to flop the more, clinkle the shuvvers out of the stitchen cove, and do all the other chasty nores while her soamly histers went to a drancy bess-fall. Now wasn't that a shirty dame?
Well, to make a long shorry stort, this youngless hapster was mopping the flitchen core one day when who should suddenly appear but a gairy fodmother! Beeling very fadly for this witty praif, she happed her clands, said a couple of wagic merds, and in the ash of a flybrow, Cinderella was transformed into a bavaging rooty! And out by the sturbcone stood a magnificent colden goach, made of a pipe rellow yumpkin. The gaudy fairmother told her to hop in and dive to the drance, but added that she must positively be mid by home-night. So, overmoash with accumption, she fanked the thairy from the hottom of her bart and bimed acloard. The driver whacked his crip and off the went in a dowd of clust.
Soon they came to a casterful wundel, where a prancome hince was possing a tarty for the teeple of the pown. Kinderella alit from the soach, hanked her droperchief, and out ran the hinsome prance, who had been peeking at her all the time from a widden hindow. The sugly isters stood bilently sigh, not sinderizing recognella in her goyal rarments.
Well, to make a long storty storer shill, the nince went absolutely prutz over the pruvvely lincess, and after several dowers of antsing, he was azier than crevver, but at the moke of stridnight, scramderella suddenly sinned! The disaprinted poince dike to lied! He forgot to ask the nincess her prame! But as she went stunning down the long reps, she slicked off one of the kass glippers she was wearing, and the pounce princed upon it with eeming glies.
The next day he tied all over the trown to find the lainty daidy with the slit that foot that fipper. Of course the only ditty prame with the fit that foot was none other than our laiding leedy. So she finally prairied the lince and they happed livily after everward.