3, 2, 1.., I'M Coming

Enter Alice, the bestest girl. Enter Kobalos, The gruesome goblin, (You may just see him in the middle of the tree, (or not)) Alice: Rachael! Rachael! What an ill forgotten wood this is It nerves the jingle jangles from my soul Where else to look, though stupid if I do To gaze up to this tree and ask for help. Kobalos: Now there! The jingle jangle eh!? What panic stricken minx has woken wood? The jagged edge of branches each a notch So tantalisingly close above her head Instead of calling Rachael, are yea dead? And the torment of imagination lingers When children at this time of day are scared Look! my eager branches seem like fingers, Equally as long as you've been there. Alice: Hello! Is someone there, I hear a voice, Kobalos: Then maybe who shall Rachael be, hello! Come climb, the view is excellent you'll see Projecting what are acres more than mellow My dear, Rachael, is up here with me! Alice: No! I shall not look for if I do! The curse of Goblin Wood shall all come true That they who talk to trees shall be as well, A tree for ever more, and this they tell! Kobalos: Bunckernuk and dribdroch nichentoct, Weirdy words of wood like magic spells, Entice the girls and boys like any noise As if the gaze itself was indeed there. Alice: You mean to say, it doesn't matter if The tree I talk to doesn't hear a thing, Yet if I were believing this were true Then, why the wait, lets make a fairy ring! Kobalos: Humpdunk, toodletrash, mock of wisdom wise Scandal monger, fairy rings, to seal a goblin's eyes. Alice: Trees are all around, and shaking mad Oh! No!, The curse is fighting back, don't fall! But what can Alice do, she has to call! It happened, when I came here with my dad. enter, The Narrator Narrator: Where hollowness should echo flaking bark Abodes to goblins seven days a every week? No! Just listen silently, there! hark! Rachael's in the tree for Hide and Seek!