Monday, 1 April 2013

Rumpelstiltskin




I love my shoes
But I hate my wife
I love my booze
But I hate my life
I love fresh food
But I hate fat pigs
I love my truth
But I hate your kids
I can spin a golden castle
I can weave a precious web
I’m as rich as rumplestiltskin
But my nose is made of lead
Plant my foot in the deep delved earth
Tear myself in two like Velcro
What is all this sweet life worth
If I exhaust it on the metro?
I hate bad news
But I love my clothes
I paddle in pools
With designer toes
I love to travel
But I hate airports
I love to gabble
But I hate small talk
I can spin a golden castle
I can weave a precious web
I’m as rich as rumplestiltskin
But my nose is made of lead
Plant my foot in the deep delved earth
Tear myself in two like Velcro
What is all this sweet life worth
If I exhaust it on the metro?
Today I take
Tomorrow brew
The next I’ll have the young Queens’s whelp
So glad am I that no-one knew
R.u.m.p.l.e.s.t.i.l.t.s.k.i.n.’s how I’m spelt.

01/04/13




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