Poem Shel Silverstein

In Search Of Cinderella

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From dusk to dawn,
From town to town,
Without a single clue,
I seek the tender, slender foot
To fit this crystal shoe.
From dusk to dawn,
I try it on
Each damsel that I meet.
And I still love her so, but oh,
I’ve started hating feet.

In The Hills Of Shiloh
If The World Was Crazy

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