The Great Goblin Battle

Post date: Jul 24, 2013 10:43:58 AM

Written by Lina Willowwood 

In early morn we started out

Through sunlit fields of crystal dew

And up ahead we heard a shout

Beyond The Shire’s tallest yew

Me uncle, auntie, cousins there

All greeting us with smiles and hugs

Their table set with silverware

The finest food, their grandest mugs

A visit to me closest kin

A happy lazy summer day

Until us children make a din

It’s hot, we’re bored, we want ter play!

So off we run into the field

To seek adventure for the small

Imagine all that is revealed

When eager minds tell stories tall

Look out! That is no flock of sheep

But hordes of wolves and goblins vile

Who wants ter see us children weep

Before them eat us with a smile

Avast! Ahoy! We’ll chase them off!

These dried-up sticks are really swords

We’ll stand our ground and curse and scoff

The Shire never saw such wards!

Our enemies are on the run

We’ll chase them all the way ter Bree

But up ahead in setting sun

Them run towards the tallest tree

And as the goblins bray with fear

Our victory them try ter spoil

A wooden plank will bring them clear

A ditch with muddy sticky soil

We have ter cross the runny chasm

Ter win the battle fair and square

So careful now, no lurch or spasm

We cross the plank with utmost care

But balance is a tricky thing

When tired from a goblin brawl

So suddenly I start ter swing

And headfirst in the mud I fall

Them other children stop and jeer

Them laugh at cries of loud dismay

“Ter battle goblins with no fear”

“Is this the Brockenborings way?”

But from behind the flock of sheep

Attacks with purpose strong and true

So in the ditch them youngsters leap

Their swearwords make the air turn blue

The shame! The woe! The battle lost!

But even worse what waits ahead

When every child is duly tossed

Into the tub that brings us dread

But when we go ter sleep at night

We know that morning sets us free

Another day ter join the fight

Beneath the The Shire’s tallest tree