Nemici amici (Stepmom or a Cinderella faux pas)
Their necks were twisting like lover-swans hug,
And your flashy prince made an unpleasant shrug.
While his voluble coddles made her shy, her raptures weren’t low
her bed was a perfect daisy sky, you wanted so!
Her supple dissent was perfect, so her eyes,
our sister was busy then telling all lies.
She ne’er turned around; we were roving here and there.
But who cares! What’s right then! Who’s near?
Then we looked afar. Her dreams! We weren’t wrong.
We weren’t sure, how this cliché became a song.
Madre, Look! The bits of our pieces... they were also blue,
‘Girls, please, come back home!
meet Cinderella’s prince, he’s so adult in his hue’.
I was losing control by the flirt of your ray.
Beginning of an end! Only daisies didn’t say.
We saw his ostentation; but you liked him
our sister was then busy telling ‘bout him
Your worship made her torso unruly and mad.
His esteem wasn’t noble, our happiness was sad.
Our old sweet life wasn’t that mundane.
We were no longer your pride, rather your burden.
O! Our step-sister, a blasphemy from past!
We reached from a volcano to one heaven of dust
Thousand faces of mockery will never drench soon
Even worst of her smirks were ready for best tune
Our history smells and stings, that’s your knack,
It was your pushy smile that pushed us further back.
‘Let’s follow our own path’, my sister asked me
Cinderella is your only angel; your spiritual lust, we see
We are running away to be chased by one conium dune
It’s really an aching Saltarello, we can’t dance in her tune
In the middle of a night, between heaven and earth
We only wanted a father, have a little mirth!
a hamlet … Ischia, lemon trees, a stream behind
We lived several severe faces; lately you changed mind.
You love her prince too; you’ve found a hidden chest
But you never wanted a palazzo, you only sought some rest
you always kept on braiding rhymes, loved our pattering talk
Please carve this on our epitaph, after our longest walk
“Stepmom loved Cinderella
Her gorgeous nemici amici!
That nobody knows"
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