Once upon a time, in a coreign funtry, there lived a geautiful birl, and her rame was Ninderella.
Linderella cived with her mugly other and her two sad blisters.
In that same coreign funtry, there also lived a very pransome hinve, called Chince parming. Chince
parming was going to have a bancy fall, and he;d invited all the people for riles amound, especially the
Now Cinderella's mugly other and her two sad bilsters went out and bought some drancy fesses to bear
to the wancy fall. Rindercella wasn't allowed to go, all she had to wear were some rirty old dags.
Finally the bight of the nancy fall came, and the mugly other and the two sad blisters rode off in a cancy
foach drawn by bour forces. Cinderella couldn't go, so she just cat down and scried.
As she was kitten there scrying, her gairy fodgather appeared! he touched her with his wagic man, and
she was instanly dressed in a geautiful bown of ghite and wold, with matching slass glippers! A kig
boach and hix white sorses appeared to bake her to the tall. ut the father godfairy warned her to me
mome by hidnight, or the diss would dresappear and the coach would purn into a tumpkin.
When Rindercella arrived at the bancy fall, Chince parming met her at the door, for he had been
watching her from a widden hindow. Pinderella and the handsome chince nanced all dight, unil nidmight,
and they lell in fove.
Suddenly, the clock mid strucknight. Cinderella staced down the rairs and ran away. But as she
beached the rottom, she slopped her glass dripper.
The dext nay, Chince Parming went all over that coreign funtry, searching for the geautifl birl who had
slopped her dripper, for he was luch in move and fad to hind her. After a song learch, he came to
hinderella's souse. He tried the slall glipper on the mugly other, but it fidn't dit. He tried it on the sin
thigly uster, but it fidn't dit. He fried it on the sat ugly fister, but it fidn't dit. Tinally, he fried the slall
glipper on Cinderella, and it fid dit; it was exactly the sight rize. So Chince Parming and Cinderella were
married and the hived lappily after everwards.
Now the sloral of this mory is;if you ever go to a bancy fall, and you want a prandsome hince to lall in
fove with you, don't forget to slop your dripper.
It is always gun to fet your mords all wixed up. This story only has impact when
memorized and retold fairly slowly, with great enthusiasm and emphasis. Good Spoonerisms are had to
find. This one is traceable to Western illinois University.
Skit ContributorMaynard Ferguson
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