Really? Rumplestiltskin...

Here he sits
Spinning straw to gold
For the girl
Who asked him bold.

His charms are many
His faults are few:
What you do beg
From him he'll do!

But a price will exact
And your price is dear
You will win the prize
And then comes fear!

He smiles and he spins
His grin is sure, wide,
And lady-your Prince-
Your love will divide!

Your Prince you have won
And happy you be-
Enjoy your sweet babe
Until he is three!



(Silly girl-She just
didn't think first! )
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1 Response May 25, 2012

Love this!

I agree, and it's such a shame.
And thank you :)