Rumpelstiltskin
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Many stories start
with once upon a time
but who is to say they only happen once?
Throughout a thousand different lives,
a cunning young man,
Toiling the days away behind a desk
Cashiering away for the tourists.
A typical tedious tuesday until...
A man, short and troll-esque,
He kept his eye on her
Looked upon her beauty
King of Darkness
drawn to her light
Watched her rise
From miller to Queen
Knew the little man
Sought after his name
Rumpelstiltskin,
Weary and thin,
Has a reputation unbelieved.
Making deals,
Cunningly so,
To take first borns as currency.
Rumpelstiltskin,
Quick and nimble,
Rumpelstiltskin didn't just have one,
Rumpelstiltskin also had a son.
His sister's job was getting old,
Turning straw into gold.
So to make a change,
He increased his range,
Spinning copper wire,
(How Rumpelstiltskin came to be, and then, how he came not to be)
Not too long ago, and not so far away
a boy sat alone watching other kids play.
He went to great ends
Once upon a time our story starts,Once upon a time my life falls apart.So now it's my side that you shall see.Because,when was it ever about me!The story starts with a girl who lied,Yet it is her that everyone sides.We made a deal, that you all kn
I could not in fact spin straw into gold
A little lie, my father should’ve never told
Would they know if I jumped, would they know if I ran
Once upon a time. . .
There lived a princess called snow white.Her skin as pale as snow.Her hair of ebony glow.Her lips as red as blood.Yet her beauty was still shunned.
