He dreamed of running and playing outdoors.
His step mother's voice came in through the hall,
"We have to get ready to go to the ball."
She appeared in the door with her daughters in tow,
"Hurry up Bobby, we soon have to go.
You must shine my shoes and you must sew my slip,
You'll find at the hem there's the tiniest rip.
And help your step sisters to do up their hair,
And you needn't start crying, you know I don't care."
So, Bobby as usual at their beck and call,
Helped them all to get dressed for the ball.
Their carriage arrived at the front of the house,
But back in the kitchen as quiet as a mouse,
Bobby was listening to hear them depart,
Trying to control his own racing heart.
For lying around all over the place,
Were colourful dresses of satin and lace.
His sisters as usual, as at him they frowned,
Had left all their clothing lying around.
They thought that by leaving their things they were mean,
Leaving their dresses for Bobby to clean.
But he had a secret that no one else knew,
Our Bobby was one of the transgendered few.
As soon as his mother and sisters were gone,
Their dresses and panties and slips he would don,
He picked up a dress of a beautiful blue,
Some long frilly panties a lace corset too.
A long lacy petticoat, stockings of silk,
With blue ribbons on top and the rest white as milk.
And standing in front of the glass in the hall,
It wasn't too long 'till he had donned them all.
And as he admired the girl in the glass,
A wonderful happening then came to pass,
With a shimmering of stardust all through the air,
A little old lady was suddenly there.
"My Dear, you look awful, my words I won't mince,
I really don't think you are fit for the prince.
You know that he's looking to find a knew wife,
Someone to cherish the rest of his life.
And if you hope to capture his heart,
We must get a move on, we must make a start."
So, waving her wand and chanting a spell,
She sprinkled some stardust on Bobby as well.
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