Rumpelstiltskin
Tiny man enters
Daughter pleads
rumple wants a fee
a neckless is there to cede
next night rumple sees
the daughter is still in need
a ring is on the table
and out the door with the stiltskin
Night three
might rumple is there
Daughter has no tribute
she can pay with credit
a first born child
a month later she is pregnant
rumple says he'll be back for interest
nein months pass its the same day
nine months pass rumple comes to stay
but no baby is there to weigh
its at the clinic stored away
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.