As I were going down the sneck
The ghastly goblin had me by the neck.
Oh Mam! He gave me such a fright!
I hope he isn't there again tonight.
Richard, I take it that is your variant on "I met a man who wasn't there". There's unlimited potential here for a type of poem. Perhaps they could be called Walkers.
As I was walking by the brookA bishop caught me in his crook.He tried to force me under waterI'm an atheist! He shouldn't ought-a!
As I was walking by the streamMunching madly my ice-cream,A meaty chunk brought me to tears.Did you know that Walls have ears?
While I was walking up the stairI felt I'd never quite get there."Come round to Escher's flat for tea"I'm going round so endlessly!
I must say I like the notion of popping round to Escher's for tea.