The (Self-Proclaimed) Mindsay Poets' Authority and General Literary Advisor.

Smashing Pumpkins with Cinderella

I kidnapped Cinderella

From the parlor

At the ball

 

We two went

Smashing pumpkins

Drinking whiskies at the mall

 

We danced a little.

Played a fiddle.

Screaming toward the dawn.

 

And turned a twiddle

Cross the middle

Of an iced up pond

 

Say, baby, get your coat

I’m gonna take you

For a ride

 

My limo

Pimps and floats

On all the velboa inside

 

      Cinderella . . . 

Ella’s kidnapped

 And she's riding high with me.

 

And two went

Smashing pumpkins

 On a crisping autumn’s eve.