Hello. Come in to my little shop, why don’t you? Sit on that little stool, eh? Gaze about at my lovely golden wares, yes? Lots of lovely golden things.
What’s the matter? You got a problem with me? Oh, I see you know who I am. Well, then, I won’t condescend to tell you my name. That witch of a queen has made it known across the entire god-forsaken world.
Oh, won’t look at me now, eh? Turnin’ to awkwardly face the wall? Well, tell me now – must have had a reason for coming in here. What was it! To gaze at the dwarf? “Did he really stamp his foot through the floor?” “Can he really spin straw into gold?” That’s the great, monumental question!
In his anger he plunged his right foot so
deep into the earth that his whole leg went in
And now I’ve made you…
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