Cinderella stunk¹ at soccer.
She was bad at basketball.
Though equipment filled her locker
she could hardly play at all.

Baseball, football, hockey, tennis;
none were Cindrella's sport.
No one feared her speed or menace
on the field or rink or court.

Though she spent her evenings training,
and on weekends she would drill,
practicing without complaining,
she could not improve her skill.

Though she couldn't play too well, ah
she was quite beyond reproach.
It was just that Cinderella
had a pumpkin² for a coach.

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