Roll straw into gold? It was
Unbelievable the things Daddy could
Make up to cover his gambling debts.
Pawning her necklace (if he hadn't met Daddy, he might have married her)
Exchanging the memory to buy back family pride Daddy
Lost in a pub.
Sleeping on her bed of stone, she listened to the hobgoblin's song.
There was something of longing and freedom in his nameless voice.
Intriguing, really, his desire to work without motive of reputation.
Loosen the family ring from her bony finger, then, and
Take off with it the weight of a Daddy's little girl
Strip down to self-dom and flee--
Keys turned in the lock, and the King asked for her
"I do," among other things. She gave,
Naturally.
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