With the understanding that song lyrics are also poetry, if not always as well refined poetry, today I am sharing the lyrics to one of the songs in The Slipper and the Rose. As I read through them here, I realized that many of them are not very Cinderella specific, so "Bride Finding Ball" wins todays place as poem of the day. It's not my favorite song in the movie, probably one of my least favorites actually, but it will do.
Bride Finding Ball
by Richard and Robert Sherman
The Prince:
A bride finding ball, a bride finding ball
Where every maiden's bound to laugh at me
The royal fatted calf
A bride finding ball, a bride finding ball
Though I'm the one who does the choosing
I'm the one who does the losing
It's nauseating, nauseating
Can't you just imagine it?
Hope springs in all
Short, fat, or tall
As they primp and preen and pray
That this will be their lucky day
There is no affair of which I'm aware
More galling to bear than a bride finding ball!
The Prince's cousin:
A bride finding ball, a bride finding ball
Where luscious lovlies from each land
Will vie to win the royal hand
A bride finding ball, a bride finding ball
With frills on dresses, party dresses
Every maiden effervescent
Giving her best, giving her all
Dancing, glancing, laughing, teasing
Whirling, swirling, touching, squeezing
There's no affair
To ever compare
Or thrill or enthrall like a bride finding ball!
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