“Come on, pull harder!”
The other goblins shout to me
As we hold on to our friend
One holding the other, not touching the pages
Afraid to fall back inside
Pulling him out of the book
“Pull, pull, pull!”
And when we’re all out
Ha, what wild things we do
We break, we scream
We infect everything with sticky green
We laugh our hearts out, we jump!
A mess is our talent!
And the light chases us away
With the sound of the awakening
We run and trip and fall
And jump, all of us together
Back to the pages
Back inside;
To our world
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