At Castle Grymm

At Castle Grymm

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

‘All that I do is eat and sleep,’
The surly monster said,
Chewing away on a piece of thigh
From the woman in his bed,
He sat in the tower of Castle Grymm
And surveyed the countryside,
And the pile of bones by the Castle walls
That he’d tossed, once they had died.

His hair was clean but his skin was green
As a tear squeezed from his eye,
Pondering what his bride might be
And who, and where, and why,
The villagers sent him virgins up
But they weren’t quite to his taste,
A single bite and they screamed in fright
So he ate the rest in haste.

His goblins scoured the countryside
For a girl with golden hair,
The myth had said she would be misled
And her steps would lead her there,
But every blonde in the neighborhood
Had fled, as if forewarned,
Leaving only the russet crop
Or the brunette’s that he scorned.

They printed a notice in the town
And pasted on every wall,
It said that Igor would never eat,
Not once, a blonde, at all.
It said that he wanted just one bride
A blonde, to stop his moans,
But everyone saw the Castle walls
And the heap of gnawed on bones.

He even offered a huge reward
For any who’d bring him in,
The golden girl to his Grymm old world
He would give them gold to spin,
So some with greed in their eyes set out
To trap a golden girl,
And drag her up to the Castle Grymm,
That girl was known as Pearl.

Somebody said they were on their way
So she painted on her skin,
What some old witch said would bewitch
Igor and the Brothers Grymm,
They dragged her up to the topmost tower
Where the monster kept his bed,
And chained her up in his inner bower
Till the monster could be fed.

His eyes had gleamed when he saw the sheen
Of her silken golden hair,
He reached on down beneath her gown
Where he felt her skin so fair,
She lay and shuddered within his bed
As he bent to take a lick,
Then screamed a note as he clutched his throat
And doubled up, was sick.

They say Igor let out a roar
Like the folks had never heard,
He’d only munched on his own before
Wouldn’t mutter a single word,
But now he jumped from the parapet
With his mouth and his throat on fire,
To land himself on the pile of bones
That would be his funeral pyre.

So here is the nub of the story,
If you’re looking for a bride,
Forget about the colour of hair 
For they’re all the same inside,
And when you come to that bridal night
Just be careful who you pick,
Or give her a scrub in that wedding tub
Before you begin to lick.

David Lewis Paget

© 2016 David Lewis Paget


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A comical, yet mysterious read....good tale...David...

Posted 7 Years Ago


This one made me laugh! So good!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Very witty, a really good write

Posted 8 Years Ago


David, David, David...... LOL. This one is really gritty and funny. Nice write. :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Don't go to Castle Grymm for a bite if you're a Blonde, particularly! Unless, of course if you're on a diet and want some meat taken off your bones. But seriously, this well written, perfectly rhymed and metered poem is humorous, yet a bit gory! Your last stanza is quite a kick...I was thoroughly amused and will always remember this one with a smile...Great work, as usual DLP. Barbz100

Posted 8 Years Ago


good one, a taste of fun, the girls, (except Pearl) seen through the hungry Igor lol God help them!




Posted 8 Years Ago


This was a bit too much to take in, it has great flow, holds the interest and the ending tops it off. Reads like you are getting your muse back. Valentine One of your best writes although gruesome.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Bravo I enjoyed this and did not expect that ending... great write - best wishes

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on October 14, 2016
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David Lewis Paget
David Lewis Paget

Moonta, South Australia, Australia



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