Goblin

Goblin

It happened in Zimbabwe
On Wednesday of last week
If it didn’t hit your papers
I guess it’s mine to leak

At a local police station
This man came waltzing in
Carrying a suitcase
About as big as him

It was making quite a racket
The police all gathered round
To see what was the matter
To see what made that sound

But when the case was opened
They all just turned and ran
Through windows and through doorways
Got out the best they can

You see, out jumped a creature
From a bottle filled with blood
It came kicking and came screaming
Just covered up with crud

Some said it was a large snake
But with a mad dog’s head
Some saw it just the opposite
A dog with scales instead

But the one thing they agreed on
It had an offal smell
But just what that smelly thing was
No one could really tell

It seems this old man’s neighbor
Was quite upset with him
And gave to him this suitcase
With a goblin trapped within

The cops called a local healer
To see what he could do
He captured and then burnt it
With that the tale was through

But let this be a warning
Don’t make your neighbor mad as spit
And if he gives to you a suitcase
Don’t ever open it

Uncle Mike

from another true police report

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