There once was a girl called Docia.
There once was a girl
called Craftia.
She lived with her evil step-mother down on the docks.
She lived with her
evil half-sisters in the craftman’s neighbourhood.
She was treated terribly, forced to work on the nets all
day.
She was treated
horribly, forced to work with a broom all day.
But then one day, a magic fairy appeared.
But then one day, a mystical
goblin appeared.
She would get to go to the ball!
She would get to go to
the ball!
She met the prince.
She met the prince.
One won.
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