The                                                        Corner­
over there, masked in dark,
-right there (?), nestled between
the book case and the paint?
That corner shadow cast behind
is the home of seven hobgoblins,
I swear!, I've seen them run
and bounce from wood to wall
shrouded in the shade of that           Corner!
Bouncing gaze dragged by them,
I count : one two seven stop!!!
Breath less and hear that stuttering
small sound! The goblins(?),
Those little guests of that normal     Corner,
Run their feetpaws around (circles)
- Like kids, I swear they giggle
When it's so late they shouldn't play
And yet (!) those goblins alight the  Corner.