THE JACK-O-MY-GOBLIN

By Ruth McEnery Stuart

A terrible creature of Ink-bottle Land,

A Jack-o-my-goblin is he.

The sea-urchins made him to place on the sand,

And frighten the monsters that dwell on the land.

They took a sea-pumpkin and carved it by hand,

And lighted it up in their glee

With a phosphorus fish from the sea;

Now all the day long on the shore doth he stand,

While Land-loodles terrified flee,

Oh, yes,

The terrified Land-loodles flee.