23 April 2012

Once upon a time

A goblin said to me

How would you like to sing, to write

All kinds of poetry

I will concoct a potion containing all you need

To be aspiring poet

On this you'll have to feed

Now to add some juices

As only goblin knows

Some vigour to your verses

Some punchy to your prose

But he said a warning

Before you get carried away

This gift from me is not for free

There is a price to pay

So I took the goblins potion

And drank it eagerly

Thought I'd better thank him

I turned but gone was he

Then I started writing

Songs and sonnets too

Poetry and limericks

And a fairy tale for you

But all too soon it ended

A misery engrained

All my feelings disappeared

All my emotion drained

Now there are no verses

No poetry to say

For goblins toll it was my soul

And now he's gone away

Now there is a moral to

This cautionary tale

Just sing and write with all your might

Ne'er give your soul for sale

leelee101Goblin • Opuss № I