Thursday, January 17, 2013

Cinderella and her fairy

"Give me not a chariot of gold, or groomsmen, oh so neat;
Nor do I ask for dainty glass slippers for my feet.
Let me borrow your silvery wings, oh! let me just try them once!"
implored little Cinderella at her mighty fairy godmother

"Alas my dear child, these are not mine to claim;
borrowed wings are these, tracked and watched for time.
Tools of duty that I must duly return in the eve."
So saying with a forlorn smile, the fairy took her leave.

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