It was a warm night I certify
as I watched people walking by.
From my post at the window sill
I noticed nothing (but I) was still.

As I sat wishing for a happening
suddenly I heard some rapping!
Rushing from the seventh floor
I quickly headed to the front door.

There I saw with mine own eyes
a light-skinned trio to my suprise.
One on the stoop sat making a beat
while the other stayed on their feet.

Intrigued, I stayed to hear their song
eventhough my ears told me it was wrong.
They began to rap again now a capella
and they started a song about Cinderella!

“She was a poor girl trying to get by
but her step sisters wouldn’t let her lie.
They made her cook and clean, no pay
until one day she finally said ‘no way!’

The prince threw a dance and Cindy went
eventhough all the guests felt repent.
Her sisters were jealous of her shoes
cuz the prince took her away to cure her blues.”

After I withstood this little ditty
I decided it was time to leave the city.
I took off down the sidewalk in retreat
to the sounds of the trio and their beat.