Look at your nails! Look at your dress! People would laugh at you- Nevertheless- I still wish to go to the Festival You still wish to go the Festival- She still wants to go the Festival-And dance before the Prince! All three were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart. I wish we might have a child I wish… You wish to go to the Festival? The poor girl's mother had died- You, Cinderella, the Festival? You wish to go to the Festival? What, you, Cinderella, the Festival? The Festival?! What, you wish to go to the Festival?! The Festival?! The King's Festival!? -and her father had taken for his new wife- The Festival!!!? -a woman with two daughters of her own. Squeeze, pal I wish to go to the Festival I wish you'd give us some milk Or even cheese. I wish we had a child Please, pal- I want a child. I wish my cow would give us some milk More than anything.
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