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

This poem is about: 
Our world

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