GoblincoreA Poem by Moonie~chaos, mud and dirt~plastic treasures and thrift store jewels worms, broken glass and toadstools buttons of every color and shape buried beneath the landscape feral frogs frolic in the ferny gloom midst the muddy madcap mushrooms there's wicked witchery in these woods goblins waiting in their mossy hoods below the bitter bones of trees fossilized bugs, snails and rusty keys in the late october breeze thieving and hoarding their shinies
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12 Reviews Added on October 27, 2022 Last Updated on October 28, 2022 Tags: Halloween, goblin, goblins, woods, forest, goblincore, cottagecore, poem, poetry AuthorMoonieAboutIf you're a dreamer, come in If you're a dreamer, a wisher, a liar A hope er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer, If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire For we have some flax-golden tales to spin .. more..Writing
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