From dawn till dusk, <br />from land to land, <br />without too much ado, <br />I'd seek the perfect ankle, <br />From dawn til dusk <br />I'd stretch my hand <br />to virgin, husk, not you! <br />perceptions change, oh dear, they do! <br />perfection minds must rankle <br /> <br />In Search of Cinderella <br /> <br />From dusk to dawn, <br />From town to town, <br />Without a single clue, <br />I seek the tender, slender foot <br />To fit this crystal shoe. <br />From dusk to dawn, <br />I try it on <br />Each damsel that I meet. <br />And I still love her so, but oh, <br />I've started hating feet. <br /> <br />Shel Silverstein<br /><br />Jonathan ROBIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/research-on-cinderella-after-shel-silverstein-in-search-of-cinderella/
