Comments about Rumpelstilltskin
You screamed at me to move in.
Your very existence depended upon it
was your argument.
There is nothing else that could satisfy you
but my presence in your bed.
That was last year.
Now you scream at me to move out.
Your very survival depends upon it
is your argument.
You desire your space.
And your bed is not big enough
for the both of us.