WHAT THEY LEFT
Oh, here's to the poet that sings
The song of the gobolink kings
Who left silhouettes
With their kindest regrets,
And other quite wonderful things.
GOBOLINK HORSES
These are the steeds that the gobolinks use;
They love them and pet them and never abuse.
Their backs are not pleasant to sit on, they say,
So they ride them erect in the hippodrome way.
MISS F.M. DE LISLE
