My Name Is Goblin (to the tune of Suzanne Vega’s “My Name Is Luca”)

My name is Goblin.
I now live in Baltimore.
I live next door to you.
Yes, I think you’ve seen me before.
If you hear the scrabbling of some feet,
Don’t let your ticker skip a beat.
It’s just me chasing my Hippoo.
It’s just me chasing my Hippoo.
It’s just me chasing my Hippoo.

I only chase
Until it’s caught.
Daddy throws it again:
It’s all for naught.
But it’s the main pastime of my life.
It’s the main pastime of my life.
It’s the main pastime of my life.


Goblin the Boston Terrier (to the tune of Rob Hartmann’s “Adventure, Spectacle, Mystery")

I’m Goblin Foo Uvula,
Queen of the Universe.
I take my walk.
I chew my bone.
I like to stalk
The squirrels’ homes.

People love my pointy earlobes,
Bat-like, alert, and erect.
People love my sloppy kisses.
People love my poops and pisses.
People love . . .
People love . . .
People love . . .

Goblin
The Boston terrier!
Goblin
The Boston terrier!
Goblin
The Boston terrier!
Terrier . . .