I know not why they shivered at my sight.
Rarely did the nobles and good men visit my castle,
And even if they had, I am sure that they would empathize.
If nowhere else, I must be respected in my dwelling place.

Some say blue is an unsettling color, for a beard. I can offer no other explanation.

Some men though distant as they were, had fancied their daughters suitable brides for me.
None could please me.
Hair of gold, flesh of snow, and minds of cats, they had,
For my brides never obeyed me, no matter how I asked.
I do not understand.
I always gave them fair warning.
The door was never to open.
And still my curious wives had found the room, if only twice and never again.
I would not let disorder stain my home.

One wretched bride, yes, she, deceived me.
She too came upon the room where I had warned so many not to go.
She made a desperate plea, when I discovered,
And with it, she bought my betrayal.
How cruel were her brothers, when they came,
To hang my flesh beside those foolish girls who could not follow a simple command.

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Based on the Fairy Tale Edited by the Brothers Grimm