Do You Know Me?

Endicott Road

If you can’t guess where I got this one, well . . .

(c) 2012 T.A.Beckett

Do you know me?
No credit card have I.
You might not know my name
But look me in the eye.

Do you know me?
The Stones didn’t sing about me.
Lucifer is not my name.
No answer can you see.

I spun straw into gold
To make the kingdom rich.
And now my payment is due
But there’s just one hitch.

I want the first born son
To raise him as my own.
Now they’ll have to give him up
To reap what they have sewn.

Do you know me?
Do you know my name?
I’m not the kind of man
Who wants all the fame.

I’ll take my payment now
And have a brand new kin.
No one will guess my name.
Rumpeltstiltskin.