Once upon a time in a coreign fountry their lived a geautiful birl named Rindercella
Now Rindercella lived with her mugly other and her two sad bisters.
Also in this same coreign fountry there was a pransome hince, and this pransome hince was going to have a bancy fall and he'd invited all the people for riles amound especially the pich reople.
Now Rindercella's mugly other and two sad bisters went out to buy some dancy fresses to wear to the bancy fall, but poor Rindercella couldn't go so she cat down and sried. As she was citting there srieing, all at once appearing before her was her gairy mod father. She touched her with her wagic mand and there appearing before her was a cage stoach and wix hite sources to take her to the bancy fall. But she said be sure to be home by nidmight or I'll purn you into a tumpkin.
Now the pransome hince met Rindercella at the door because he had been watching her from behind a widden hindow. Rindercella and the pransome hince nanced all dight until nidmight and lell in fove. Finally the clock struck nidmight and Rindercella staced down the rairs, and just as she beached the rottom, she slopped her dripper.
The next day the pransome hince went all over the coreign fountry looking for the geautiful birl who slopped her dripped. Finally he came to Rindercella's house. He tried it on her mugly other, and it fidn't dit. Then he tried it on her two sad bisters, and it fidn't dit. Then he tried it on Rindercella and fid dit, it was exactly the sight rize.
Rindercella and the pransome hince were married and lived heavily ever apper. Now the morale of the story is this: If you go to a bancy fall and you want a pransome hince to lall in fove with you, don't forget to slop your dripper.