Today’s poem

CINDERELLA . . . DIDN’T ANYONE TELL HER?

Cinderella was so excited Her godmother appeared

on the mat And not just any godmother Her fairy godmother at that!

She had dropped in

on Cinders Answering to the call To dress her and to

transport her To that famous ball.

That handsome prince

would be there And she was on a mission To outdo both her sisters And make him

her possession.

In a flash her rags

were transformed To a dress of golden chenille And her Doc Martens had

turned into Gold slippers with a

dainty heel.

Next she found a pumpkin Left over from Halloween And that pumpkin became

a carriage The finest ever seen.

Two mice were very obliging Becoming horses for

the night So now she had a carriage

and pair Which was great with the

buses on strike!

Her hair was coiffed with

that magic wand With a dash of a

purple rinse So she then felt she was

fully prepared To meet that

handsome prince.

Then just as she was ready And everything had

come together The ball was

promptly cancelled Thanks to Andrew Lloyd Webber!

Sheila Webb, Chesham, Bucks.

Limerick

The Sussexes (that

tiresome pair), Thought they’d be on the

balcony, where They’d wave to the crowd, But they won’t be allowed, ’Cos it’s working royals only

— so there!