She rolls up in The Pumpkin
Beats pumping out the back.
She's got her glassy swag on
Something the others lack.
No time for adolescent
Little schoolgirls in their capes,
She's the rightful ruler
Got a destiny to make.
She could take the wolves, easy
With The Godmother at her side
Her second in command
The fairyworld's pride.
Just magic up a gun or two
Some grenades for good luck
And a stunning new battle gown
She doesn't ask for much.
She's bad and she knows it
As she saunters through the crowd
Cinders has arrived
For the battle going down.
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@wolfie why thank you π was trying to see if I could attempt to go gangsta hehe and thanks for the repost π
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