Princess Cinderella

Stand by the hatstand with your hat in your hand,
You see her, you dig her,
 You're buried in the landslide,
She's better, you're bigger,
 You fall by the stand-side,
You put the hat out and you begin,

Hickory, dickory, slippery fripperies,
Watching the clock-face
 With your face in your hands,
It's struck one, she's struck you,
 You're trapped in the quicksands,
They've run out so you run in.

Hypnotic Hello, in her eyes you feel naked,
She breezes in, you breathe in to accomodate it,
The dancers are chancers, they're all tessellated,
A night on the tiles, it beguiles you with smiles,
Her hand's on your femur, you scream like a lemur,

Curvaceous, rosaceous, displace us, unlace us,
Her stays and her grace
 And you're spaced so you stay,
She's under your guard,
 And you're under her sway,
Boy, she's some trip, and she's tripped you up.

She's in for the killing and she's marked her prey out,
You're praying, she's preying, she's way in, you're way out,
The buzzards are circling, you won't see the day out,
Princess Cinderella locks you in her cellar,
She's leaving you branded, you land empty-handed,
You're stranded in the cold light of day.

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