It’s a Gig
be careful what you wish for
it’s not all point your magic wand and poof, you know
Fairy godmothers — they must have goddaughters —
says the directive — it’s straight from headquarters.
No substitutions — not an inch or iota.
Fairies work hard to accomplish this quota.
Mostly, they look for a type — Cinderellas.
But on occasion — this happens, my fellas —
some Cinderellas are not into balls.
Rue the godmother on whom this befalls.
This way, and that, they will tempt their assignment.
Beautiful dresses — lent out on consignment.
Carriages, gilded, a fresh pumpkin latte.
Keep striking out like an unlucky batter.
So, does the story achieve a good ending?
Given the quotas are harsh and unbending
cases like this rarely end in a happy.
Fairy godmothers, they better be scrappy.