"Sally Forever After"

Sally loved Cinderella Belle – Ehh – was blind Snow White too kind Aurora just lazy Pocahontas? Fucking crazy Her nana was a tree Bit doolali said Sally But a crystal carriage? And a perfect marriage? Sally even had minging sisters Mister charming would be harming them for her for sure She was convinced her first child would be prince Prince Ward

Fast forward Teenager for a final year Natural hair colour to care for First time in forever Five girls out tonight Pre-drinking right Quick and wincing Tesco Prosecco Shit loads of cider And wine for hipster Pocahontas

She made the motion Grand Social Hot Sprockets Naggin-filled pockets Bearded lads with v-necks and furry chests Painted on jeans Rolled seams and cigarettes And the bachelorettes? Doc Martins and yips Hip are E’s and freebies from Snowy’s boyf? Yes please.

The drop. The bop. The stop.

The stumble. The tumble. The fumble.

To stand because the band are shit but the hit’s just starting Sally’s parting from view of the girls And into the view of garcons March on does she Towards the dance floor Síos staighre Delirah are the buachallí to see More than their money’s worth Dirt are the fellas But Belle has pulled a rather pull-able lad Sure she’d be mad not to get a few free drinks Sally thinks She hooks in one after another until another comes from the same bloke Coked he is but aware of how fucked this princess is

Come on says he after a few rubs on her thighs and rolls of her eyes

Fuck off says she, then a pause and a think. He rubs his nose, she chews her cheek,

Sure fuck it, why not? The thought in her head is not yolo as much I dunno After all, she is off her face in the first place for a reason A stranger stroll is happening As bachelors talk on bachelors walk jips his lips with insincere script ripped from previous mischievous nights on the prowl The aul triangle is jingle jangling in his jocks Abby street laneway Bare up from her docks as the clock on his cock strikes twelve Not the worst Wouldn’t come first Well he kinda did An average fuck A thank you kiss and good luck before the miss of a night link She waits and has to think, again Who was that? Then back indoors to hide with her high Before the comedown from hell and the constant one inside You see Sally’s noggin is boggin’ her down but who want to hear about it? She’s dropping and bopping and fucking around to make herself even doubt it Home at five Vomits her pills Cries And won’t get up Prays she could be Cinderella without the evil step Ma Hopes to remember his name, that fella, and Prince’s Da.