Poetry

Goblin Market

I went down to the goblin market a couple days ago.
I traded stinky gourds, beaded cords and shiny ribbon bows
for some tinkerer's new toys, trinkets and machines.
Some are simple spellwork, others are a bit more keen.
This lock will only open if I'm in a happy mood.
I use it to secure a stockpile of my favorite food
so that I don't waste it when I'm too down to taste it.
Speaking of which, they just sold me this paste
which I rub on my tongue, then my fingers start to itch
but I can play a perfect melody and sing a perfect pitch.
For a bit, just a bit. Don't want to over do it.
There was a time any gob' had a glob I would chew it.
But one time it left me shadowboxing with some dopey devils
and a swift sucker punch taught me to learn to keep my level.
I hustled for a hexed-out all-yellow hula-hoop,
It makes a funky jangle as you swish and swell and swoop
around. I love the sound! It reminds me of summer fields
sitting under orange red sunsets, and other happy feels.
A vendor with some splendor set me smiling out the door
with this little machine, but I don't know what it's for.
It beeps every now and then, I think I ought to feed it,
but if it came with a manual, I forgot to read it.
This bauble that I bartered for bakes a single bean.
Always turns out so tasty, it's more useful than it seems!
You never know when friendly fae will find favor to visit
but when you cook a bean for them they find it quite exquisite.
If you go searching for something you won't find it anywhere
at the goblin market, they sell only wonders there.

Goblin Market

I went down to the goblin market a couple days ago.
I traded stinky gourds, beaded cords and shiny ribbon bows
for some tinkerer's new toys, trinkets and machines.
Some are simple spellwork, others are a bit more keen.
This lock will only open if I'm in a happy mood.
I use it to secure a stockpile of my favorite food
so that I don't waste it when I'm too down to taste it.
Speaking of which, they just sold me this paste
which I rub on my tongue, then my fingers start to itch
but I can play a perfect melody and sing a perfect pitch.
For a bit, just a bit. Don't want to over do it.
There was a time any gob' had a glob I would chew it.
But one time it left me shadowboxing with some dopey devils
and a swift sucker punch taught me to learn to keep my level.
I hustled for a hexed-out all-yellow hula-hoop,
It makes a funky jangle as you swish and swell and swoop
around. I love the sound! It reminds me of summer fields
sitting under orange red sunsets, and other happy feels.
A vendor with some splendor set me smiling out the door
with this little machine, but I don't know what it's for.
It beeps every now and then, I think I ought to feed it,
but if it came with a manual, I forgot to read it.
This bauble that I bartered for bakes a single bean.
Always turns out so tasty, it's more useful than it seems!
You never know when friendly fae will find favor to visit
but when you cook a bean for them they find it quite exquisite.
If you go searching for something you won't find it anywhere
at the goblin market, they sell only wonders there.

I went down to the goblin market a couple days ago.
I traded stinky gourds, beaded cords and shiny ribbon bows
for some tinkerer's new toys, trinkets and machines.
Some are simple spellwork, others are a bit more keen.
This lock will only open if I'm in a happy mood.
I use it to secure a stockpile of my favorite food
so that I don't waste it when I'm too down to taste it.
Speaking of which, they just sold me this paste
which I rub on my tongue, then my fingers start to itch
but I can play a perfect melody and sing a perfect pitch.
For a bit, just a bit. Don't want to over do it.
There was a time any gob' had a glob I would chew it.
But one time it left me shadowboxing with some dopey devils
and a swift sucker punch taught me to learn to keep my level.
I hustled for a hexed-out all-yellow hula-hoop,
It makes a funky jangle as you swish and swell and swoop
around. I love the sound! It reminds me of summer fields
sitting under orange red sunsets, and other happy feels.
A vendor with some splendor set me smiling out the door
with this little machine, but I don't know what it's for.
It beeps every now and then, I think I ought to feed it,
but if it came with a manual, I forgot to read it.
This bauble that I bartered for bakes a single bean.
Always turns out so tasty, it's more useful than it seems!
You never know when friendly fae will find favor to visit
but when you cook a bean for them they find it quite exquisite.
If you go searching for something you won't find it anywhere
at the goblin market, they sell only wonders there.