Goblin Village Poem by Pierre Rausch

Who had been assaillants
Their valor

That his next step may be in the right
direction
Stray hut in the distance
Which of the two first was the right to fall

If you care to go
This was the outburst of nothing
Forgetfulness was his great and fatal fall

Three quarters vanquished
That he was getting blind
Without the help of the wizard
I will give you a name

And crumbled in the mountain
And beneath
And the one carriage
You know

With so large and warlike company
With them a great store of supllies
Now be careful!
I will give you a name