Guessing His Name Will Save My Child

This Rumpelstiltskin, he does rattle brains.
The spin of the straw is a golden pain.
Oh lies to the king!
My child of a fling.
This imp of a name, it must become plain.

I watch all the day and the night afraid
And gather the smartest of kingdom aid.
The flames of his rage
His name on the stage.
The glean from the spin, it is left unpaid.

1/28/2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Roper Avatar
February 2, 2019 at 7:16 PM
Perfect Limerick, Kim, I enjoyed reading. Congratulations on your win..Hugs Eve ~`*
Rodrigues Avatar
February 2, 2019 at 8:03 PM
Thank you, Eve!
Allison Avatar
February 1, 2019 at 2:34 PM
you wove the story very well, many congrats on your win Kim:-) hugs Jan xx
Rodrigues Avatar
February 2, 2019 at 10:13 AM
Thank you, Jan!
Devonshire Avatar
February 1, 2019 at 12:22 PM
Nicely done, Kim. Congratulations your your great win! Best wishes, Carolyn
Rodrigues Avatar
February 2, 2019 at 10:12 AM
Thank you, Carolyn!
Laurie Avatar
January 29, 2019 at 11:29 PM
Very good set of limericks Kim. Great to read - thank you Kim - Lindsay
Rodrigues Avatar
February 2, 2019 at 10:10 AM
Thank you, Lindsay!
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January 29, 2019 at 9:27 PM
Kim, I think you remembered this tale really well. Good luck in the contest!
Rodrigues Avatar
January 29, 2019 at 9:42 PM
Thank you, my friend!
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