Love Me Tender
by Sandra Hill
Once upon a time, in a magic kingdom, there lived a handsome
prince. Prince Charming, he was called by one and all.
And to this land came a gentle princess. You could say
she was Cinderella.
Magic Kingdom? Okay, if you're going to be a stickler for
accuracy, in this fairy tale the kingdom is Manhattan. But
there's magic in the Big Apple, isn't there?
Prince Charming? Oh, boy! You've heard the rumors, I suppose.
So, he's Prince Not-So-Charming on occasion. So he drives an
orange pick-up truck, not a pumpkin coach. Big deal! He _is_
handsome.
A gentle princess? Picky, picky, picky! Who says a woman has to
be soft and fluffy all the time? Haven't you ever heard of a
royal case of PMS?
Cinderella? Well, maybe she does wear blue suede shoes instead
of glass slippers, but she's looking for happily-ever-after
just the same. And I'm going to make sure she gets her prince
and her castle, not some hound dog and the Heartbreak Hotel.
-- Elmer Presley, fairy godfather
Cinderella
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