No, Cinderella, said the stepmother,
you have no clothes and cannot dance.
That's the way with stepmothers. (53-55)
This time Cinderella fit into the shoe
like a love letter into its envelope. (93-94)
At the wedding ceremony
the two sisters came to curry favor
and the white dove pecked their eyes out.
Two hollow spots were left
like soup spoons. (95-99)