Treasure Island

Heather Burns


Somewhere In Fantasy Land Marsh Goblin


Marsh Goblin is his name
he is from wealth and fame

ever so handsome and sweet
to look at such a treat

Hair is black eyes are too
oh, so nice looking at you

Lives in the marshes deep
this is where he falls asleep

Woven reeds worn for his cloak
he is never one to gloat

He is alone waiting there
for a lovey girl oh so fair

Submitted: Saturday, October 19, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 11, 2014

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