Three fat pigs with ample bosoms

twirled their parasols behind their tushs

as they flirted with the suave handsome wolf.

They yearned for a favor from him, which

they knew he could give – oh yes!

He oozed animal sexuality from every pore.

As the plump swine danced gaily on pig feet,

Dudley Wolf knew he’d have his pick – oh my!

So he thought of a contest for the wooing sisters -

You must each build a house and I’ll choose

which one I want to move into with you

where we’ll roll in the hay all day long!

Esmeralda Pig was furious at such a task -

it would take too much work and she’d

miss eating chocolate bonbons all day -

after all, she must maintain her curves.

She’d get even, of that she was sure

as she ignored his magnetism, and

did what she must to thwart his commands.

She pleaded with Priscilla and Hortensia,

her chubby sisters, to come up with a plan

They put their heads together in a circle

decided that Esmeralda would construct

a fine house out of straw with a pit

in front of the door where Dudley

would stand when he knocked.

Priscilla would take her sharpened sticks

and place them point up in the hole.

Hortensia would lay a winding brick path

leading to the daunting pit of no return.

It would serve that debonair wolf right!

Dudley Wolf came up to the door,

traipsing the path of red bricks

to the straw house which he planned

to blow down with one smelly breath.

The hole caved in and the wolf went flying

down the pit, was impaled on the sticks.

“This isn’t what I planned,” he screamed

as he lay there dying while porkers watched.

He was dead as a doornail, just a wolf rug

when they took his gold pocket watch and

all his cash and bought armloads of cartons

of chocolate bonbons which enhanced

their voluptuous bodies as they pranced,

looking for a wolf who wouldn’t have

SO MANY DEMANDS!

Deep in the City of Love, lived a women named Donetella. She was kind, courageous, beautiful, and loving to everyone who crossed her path, even animals. She had a few fellow mice for pets, whom she loved and cared for deeply. She was all alone, living with her foster mother, Morana, pets, and Morana’s daughters, Emily and Carly. Morana was also Donetella’s boss, the owner of a catering company.

Morana’s family treated Donetella gravely, for no other reason than her not being blood related. Donetella was forced to do all of the chores, redo the chores, and all the cooking for every event they catered for. She was also forced to live in the basement with a pull out couch, on which she sleeps in, a mirror, an old-fashioned bathroom, wallpaper that was falling off the walls, and a closet for the very few clothes she could keep. Many of the animals check up with her and keep her company. One day she found me trapped on the staircase by Lucifer, Morana’s cat, and rescued me along with give me a name, Gus Gus and I have been living here ever since.

While I was upstairs, I overheard Morana’s conversation on the phone, it’s her client Susan, whose wedding is in two days.

“Yes Morana. You called?” Donetella said.

“It’s Ms. Morana to you. Susan needs thirty more pigs in blanket for the wedding. You have two days to make them. Now go and clean your face and get cooking. Oh and one more thing, the pigs in blankets better be done and taste good!!” Morana says with a smirk to Donetella, barely being able to look at her.

“Yes mam. I’ll get on it.” Donetella said and left the room.

Two days had passed and it was time for Susan’s wedding. The house was hectic, everyone trying to get everything done and ready for the afternoon. Morana had come to the kitchen to check on the pigs in blankets, sure enough they were all cooling and being put in a tray. When everyone was done getting ready for the wedding, they left in a very fancy car, with Cinderella having to go in a pickup truck because she’d embarrass Morana, Emily, and Carly. When they arrive they get all the food in containers/trays fancied and in a dolled up manner.

Almost immediately after all the food was in place, they allowed everyone in and announced the wedding party. After the announcing of it being time for food and everyone had eaten. Will, the groom’s brother and best man for the wedding, came up to Donetella and asked her for a dance. She looked at him and recognized him as someone from her dream. She graciously accepted his kind gesture.

“I don’t know where or how but I feel like I’ve known you my whole life.” Will said.

“I’m glad I’m not the only one that feels that way. Is it crazy that we just met?” Donetella says as they’re dancing to a slow song.

Will chuckles and says, “Yes it is crazy but at least we’re together here and now.”

They dance the rest of the night together. They exchanged names and phone numbers and then the wonderful experience that Donetella had was over by ten. Donetella went back to the way things were, the magic of the night was gone. All Donetella had left was her phone with his number. Donetella was forever changed by that one moment in time for she was in love with Will. She would tell us stories about the wedding, the outfits, the decorations, the music, the way they all had hearts filled with love and happiness for the couple getting married. She wrote about everything as clear as it was in her memory, as if you were experiencing every minute with her.

A few weeks after while doing laundry, the man of Donetella’s dream showed up at her house. Morana decided to open the door for a change.

“Hello Madame. I’m looking for a girl at the wedding a few weeks ago. She mentioned that she worked for you. Do you have any idea where she lives?” Will says to Morana.

“She did? Please wait right here in the living room please while I go get some of my workers. Please make yourself comfortable.” Morana said and went to go get her two daughters to meet Will. She arrived with both of them and introduced him to them.

“Hello, my name is Emily. I’m the pretty one.” Emily says with a smile to him.

“Hi. I’m Carly. I’m the creative one.” Carly says pushing her sister Emily to the side.

“I’m sorry. I don’t think either one of them is the lady I’m looking for. She said her name was Donetella.” Will says to Morana.

“Are you positive that was her name? It was a very busy and loud wedding. Could you have perhaps misheard her?” Morana said with an evil grin on her face.

“I’m positive she said her name was Donetella.” Will said determined to find his mystery girl.

“There is an ugly wrench named Donetella that lives here. Would you like me to get her?” Morana asked becoming furious with Will.

“Show me to her room. Take me to her, now please.” Will said and with that Morana came to the basement with Will beside her. Morana opened the door to her room.

“Here is Donetella.” Morana said and instantly Will remembered her as the lady he fell in love with at the wedding.

“There you are. I’ve been looking for you since the wedding!”

“Will!! What are you doing here?” Donetella gasped.

“I wanted to ask you something.” Will responded.

“Yes…. What’s your question?” She said hopeful.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you recently! You’re the only one I want! You’re the one I need. I want to grow old with you and start a family with you! I want to be with you for the rest of my days. Will you marry me?” Will says kneeling and pulling out a box with a silver engagement ring inside it.

“Yes! Yes I will. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you either! I want all of that too!” Donetella told Will as she’s crying tears of pure happiness.

With that they got married on Donetella’s birthday. All her friends moved with her to the new house in which her and Will raised their family. They had a beautiful daughter, Jessica, and a very handsome son, Ben. Their life was one of a fairytale, that is until Morana found where they were living. The day she found out, she visited the house and kidnapped Jessica to work for her in replace of Donetella while they were at work, I should know for I was the only mice in the room.

“Will!! Do you know where Jessica is? I haven’t seen her since I got home and she’s not in her room!!!” Donetella said when Will got home.

“No darling, I haven’t seen her. Do you have any idea who would have taken her?” Will said hugging his wife trying to get her to think straight and calm her down.

“Actually, I might have one idea… My foster mom, Morana.”

They decided to take their son Ben to go to Will’s brother’s house. After they drop him off there they drive to Morana’s house to take back Jessica. They arrived at Morana’s around 8 o’clock at night.

“MORANA OPEN THE DOOR NOW!!! We want our daughter back!” Donetella yelled while banging her fist on the door.

Morana opened the door and says, “Well, look at who actually cares about her precious daughter. Well guess what. It’s too late!!”

“MORANA I SWEAR!!” Donetella says.

“I’m telling you the truth.” Morana said.

“What do you mean it’s too late!!!???!!! Bring us to her NOW!!!” Will says for his wife whose full of hate and tembeling with each word they say.

“I mean I killed her! I’ll show you the body it’s down in the basement. You should remember that place Donetella.” She says and Donetella runs down to the basement with Will hoping that by some miracle Jessica was still alive and Morana was just play an evil cruel game on them.

Donetella gave up all the hopes she had for the second she opened the door, she saw Jessica covered in blood on the floor with a knife in her chest. She wept and fell to the ground near where Jessica was. Her husband immediately went with her to comfort her and within minutes he took the knife from his daughter’s chest. He used the knife to slay Emily and Carly in front of Morana so that Morana would know how it felt to lose a daughter and her pain would be worsened. Then Donetella stood up with her teary face and took the same knife that shed the blood of Jessica, Emily, and Carla and killed Morana for the pain that Morana caused her and also the poor way Morana treated her.