The Goblin pest
Thought it best
To give the king
A little tease
The way he did this
Was by degrees
He first changed the air
To smell like cheese
And said
Your highness
I am here to please
The king should have known
The goblins deed’s
When the Goblin clapped
And the king did sneeze
I just felt a soft breeze
Can I have a tissue please
Anything for you
That will fit your needs
The goblin bowed
You must be proud
Of all you have
Your kingdom, your people
And your cash
It’s nice to see
All the peasants
Look up at me
Peasants
Pheasants
Presents
They’re all the same to me
The goblin gave a grin
And briefly touched the king’s
skin
Your cold said the king
As the goblin snatched his
gold
With one last bow
The goblin left
With what he came for
(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson
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