THE GOBLIN

Twas on the open moorland,
the rain was beating fast
and through the dripping heather
a goblin hurried past.
his eyes were green and cunning
his hair extremely red,
he had a green umbrella
which he held above his head.

He chanced to meet a fairy
whose clothes were very wet,
as she had no umbrella
he wished they'd never met.
"Please will you allow me"
the little fairy cried,
"To share your green umbrella
whilst walking by your side?"

"Pooh nonsense" said the goblin
"Cannot you plainly see,
that under my umbrella
there is only room for me!"
he laughed and went on gaily,
his clothes completely dry
& left that little fairy
to sit alone & cry.

but as he crossed the moorland,
the wind with angry din
took hold of his umbrella,
and turned it outside in.
hurrah! exclaimed the hedgehog,
I am extremely glad,
I saw your rude behaviour -
and it fairly made me mad.

he rolled the goblin over,
then hurried back
to help the little fairy
upon her homeward track.
and left the wicked goblin,
to try with might and main,
to mend his green umbrella,
which let in all the rain.