To my prince , Dick Geist with love
A life not fit for a child.
Her family psychotic and wild.
No social life for thee.
Imprisoned, trying to break free.
So much of this work to get done.
Girl of ashes always to be shun.
There's beauty deep inside.
But for so long she's had to hide.
With whom can she convince?
She must attend the ball to find her prince!
Oh, if I could have this dance.
Here lies my one and only chance.
The man of all my dreams!
Too good to be real it seems.
Oh NO, the clock hath struck!
It appears I'm out of luck!
The soft blue gown of satin tore.
Everything's back to the way before!!
Oh come now, let's be chipper.
He's soon to arrive with the glass slipper.
My prince is on his way!!!
He's here to save the day.
Happily Ever After isn't really far away.