Pobjie Poetry Month Day 12 Title Courtesy of @CeadaoinsChild (on her birthday)

Porn Goblins

While I slept and kept my dreaming
To the bliss-kissed realm of seeming
Toss'd and lost beneath the gleaming
Moon beyond the window's eye

Down night's chimney came a-creeping
Under doorways came a-seeping
To annoy my joyous sleeping
Porn Goblins from the sky!

"Wake up!" And shaking rudely
My tired shoulders they did crudely
Whoop and hoop and caper nudely
And bring me magazines

Aged and sticky pages fluttered
In the candlelight that guttered
And I read "Hot schoolgirls - buttered"
And beheld repellent scenes

I screamed and screamed at goblins thrusting
Pics of loose-juiced ladies lusting
My pants filling near to busting
And my virtue under threat

"Please no more!" I panted weakly
In a haze and gazing meekly
At the latest "Fringed Minge Weekly"
And "Aliens From Planet Wet"

The goblins grinned and cackled slyly
And with looks both mad and wily
Ignored my pleas as I begged shyly
And produced the DVDs

I knew their plan, began despairing
And by now almost past caring
I could do nothing but start staring
At girls wrestling in cheese

All night I sat, horror abounding
At the grunts and moans resounding
And the ceaseless sweaty pounding
Till the sun rose in the sky

And with dawn streaming in brightly
The goblins, their dark nightly
Business done, leapt quick and spritely
Window-wards with no goodbye

And I lay there, spent and weary
And looked around me at the dreary
Walls, with eyeballs sad and bleary
And wished I had never been born

For I realised, now I'd seen them
And so secret, wished I'd been them
On the screen, I'd not un-screen them
Up until my dying breath

The porn goblins had my soul now
Took my soul in every hole now
And it could only be my goal now
To molest myself to death