Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 "Tom Thumb' - Grimmer Revision

Once upon a time in the wood

A couple birthed a tiny son.

Fearing he'd amount to no good,

Tom Thumb they called their tiny one.

Some travelers thought Tom would be

A moneymaker cuz so small.

They paid the parents gold, and he,

Tom, was enslaved to heed the call

Of being put in danger till

Back to his parents he did roam,

Put poison in their soup to kill

Them for forcing Tom to leave home.

Tom did roar demonic laughter,

Lived happily ever after.