Your poem is "The Selfish Goblin." The author is unknown.
The Selfish Goblin
Upon the open moorland
The rain was falling fast,
As through the dripping heather
A goblin hurried past.
His eyes were small and cunning,
His hair was very red,
He had a green umbrella
He held above his head.
He chanced to meet a fairy
Whose clothes were very wet,
And as she had no umbrella
He wished they had not met.
"O please, will you allow me?
The weary fairy cried
"To share your green umbrella,
By keeping at your side?"
"Pooh! Nonsense!" said the goblin,
"Can you not plainly see
That underneath my umbrella
Is only room for me?"
"Goodbye" he went off quickly,
His clothes completely dry,
And left the little fairy
To sit alone and cry.
But as he crossed the moorland
The wind, with angry din
Took hold of his umbrella
And turned it outside in.
"Hurrah!" exclaimed the hedgehog,
"I am extremely glad!
I saw your mean behaviour,
It nearly drove me mad!"
He rolled the goblin over
And then he hurried back
To guide the little fairy
Upon her homeward track.
And left the selfish goblin
To try with labour vain
To mend his green umbrella
That let in all the rain.
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