The Trespasser
There is a little goblin in my tree. He sits up high and mows at me. He is so wicked, yet so small, He makes my garden venturous, and my trees tall.
Anna Wickham
There is a little goblin in my tree. He sits up high and mows at me. He is so wicked, yet so small, He makes my garden venturous, and my trees tall.
Anna Wickham’s speaker notices a tiny goblin sitting high in a tree, making faces at her. He is called wicked, but because he is so small, the mischief feels playful rather than threatening. Instead of being frightened, she seems almost pleased by his presence.
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