Category: Castle-town

Smober the Sock Gob­lin lives under your stairs
if your home does­n’t have them still he is there.
He’s clam­my and dusty and a lit­tle bit mad
not angry — but crazy — and lit­tle bit bad.

When Smober the Sock Gob­lin comes out to eat
he cross­es the floor with slap­ping bare feet.
He goes to the dry­er and opens it wide
then stands on his tip­toes and peers deep inside.

Then Smober the Sock Gob­lin begins to drool
and gets a gleam in his eye that is ter­ri­bly cru­el.
In he reach­es and steals every left sock
and takes them all home to cook in his crock.

Smober the Sock Gob­lin stews them in oil
and dances a jig as he watch­es them boil.
When he is sure that they are quite done
He slops them out on a dry­er lint bun.

He gives his sharp teeth a lit­tle black lick
He gulps down those socks quick quick quick.
That’s where the socks go — if you even care -
Smober the Sock Gob­lin eats half the pair!