He's limping, his pace slow,
Supporting himself with his cane,
There's nothing here he doesn't know,
His mind is focused on what he'll gain.
Twisting carefully his words
He makes people believe,
Leading them astray, away,
With an intent do deceive.
His name is Mr. Gold
And he holds all the answers in his hands,
His past hides stories untold
Just like he's hiding his plans.
He has power over people
And that he understands,
Acting high as a steeple
As he murmurs his commands.
He has a heart that's cold.
A difficult man to love, he is,
But even over a queen he has a hold
When he says a simple ˝Please˝.
He rules from his shop like from a throne,
Surrounded with treasures like a God,
There's no thing that he cannot own,
But deep inside he's like others: flawed.
Sometimes he gets lost in his wrath
Even though he's wise and old,
Destroy the people that cross his path,
Just with hate and anger controlled.
He'll set fires and break down door,
Torture, kidnap, tie people up,
But the thing he'd kill for
Is just a chipped cup.
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