Update on Cinderella

Cinderella is now 95 years old.

After a fulfilling life with the now dead prince,

she happily sits upon her rocking chair,

watching the world go by from her front porch,
with a cat named Bob for companionship.
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One sunny afternoon out of nowhere,

appeared the fairy godmother.


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Cinderella said,

“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:
“The prince was wonderful, but not much of an investor.
I’m living hand to mouth on my disability checks,
and I wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension.”

Instantly her rocking chair turned into solid gold.

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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.”

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At once, her wish became reality,

and her beautiful young visage returned.
Cinderella felt stirrings inside of her
that had been dormant for years.

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And then the fairy godmother spoke once more:

You have one more wish;
what shall it be?”

Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat
in the corner and says:

“I wish for you to transform Bob, my old cat,
into a kind, and handsome, young man.”


Magically,

Bob suddenly underwent so fundamental
a change in his biological make-up,

that when he stood before her,
he was a man so beautiful,

the likes of him neither she,
nor the world, had ever seen.

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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.

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For a few eerie moments, Bob and Cinderella

looked into each other’s eyes.

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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.

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He leaned in close,

blowing her golden hair with his warm breath,
as he whispered …
“Bet you’re sorry you had me neutered”