What the goblins began to sing, or croak

Hooray! We have another one complete! To my surprise, while we have some reduplication (“ho, ho!” “work, work!” “pound, pound”), we do not have a refrain other than “my lad”. The notion that goblin vocabulary has so many different words (for violent acts and sounds, sure, but such variety!) suggests to us that the goblin dialect is not a pidgin, not a less-than vocabulary of a not-really-sentient race. And that makes me shudder.

[04.019] Clap! Snap! the black crack!
Grip, grab! Pinch, nab!
And down down to Goblin-town
You go, my lad!
[04.020] Clash, crash! Crush, smash!
Hammer and tongs! Knocker and gongs!
Pound, pound, far underground!
Ho, ho! my lad!
[04.021] Swish, smack! Whip crack!
Batter and beat! Yammer and bleat!
Work, work! Nor dare to shirk,
While Goblins quaff, and Goblins laugh,
Round and round far underground
Below, my lad!

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