A frail and fluffy beauty
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
A solid girl like me
She's a frothy little bubble
With a flimsy kind of charm
And with very little trouble
I could break her little arm.
Oh, why would a fellow want a girl like her
So obviously unusual
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
A usual girl like me.
Those are the stepsisters with the Desperate Girls and one of the poor fellows they've been chasing!
The Desperate Girls try on the glass slipper. That's one of Blondechick's best friends in the peach dress above and here in the Royal Herald's lap.
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