The Office Goblin (A Poem)

I am the office goblin

I live under your desk

I eat up all your paper clips

And I like to look grotesque

I pinch and hide your stapler

I break your pencil tips

I move your paperwork about

And snaffle bulldog clips

I am he that Wipes your white board

He that alters your chair

Deleting important computer files

Especially when you’re not there

I leave crusty bits in your collegues mug

And push the blame on you

Put finger marks on your monitor

And leave the lids off glue

I am the office goblin

Treat me good and right

Keep a look out for me

When you head off home tonight