When I looked into my goblet
There was a goblin with sparkling eyes.
It looked at me with mischief hidden,
I asked him to jump up to the brim.
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Beautiful imagination! Only a poet can see goblin in a goblet!
bisy Untan, What fun you must of had in the fertile plains of imagination whilst drinking your tea. Nice thoughtful process and I am so glad you shared this! It tickled my fancy. Blessings in your very creative writing. kathy
Thank you very much! !