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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The boys decided to have a campout near the Troll Lake ‘N bridge. Everything was going wonderfully as the Trolls decided to join in. Campfires led to marshmallows and s’mores that the Trolls loved a lot. But they ate too much and the kids suddenly found themselves without. But out came the popcorn and flashlights that naturally would be fun. Great stories began to whirl as the flashlight was slowly passed around. And boys being boys, they found it fun to try to give the Trolls a fright. But no matter how spooky or scary, the Trolls just didn’t seem to bite. The boys had forgotten, Trolls are related to the boogey man, so bad. If they couldn’t scare them, they wondered, what fun could be had? It took no time at all till, yes; they knew they had found the perfect fun. Yep, you guessed it; the old illustrious snipe hunt was about to be run. They gave the Trolls the big canvas bag; the tent had been put in. Then sent them into the bushes to see what they would capture within. A sudden roar was heard, and my heart knew, we were sunk, therein. Unfortunately, my nosy neighbor had been sneaking, around, again. The Trolls had him bagged, with only his kicking feet, sticking in the air. The kids were roaring with laughter, for they had known, he had been there. The Trolls wouldn’t let him go, without a token promised, or shown. Kidnapping was a crime, but trespassing was too, so he settled down. It turned out; he was retired, and was tired of being lonely and left out. The toll became s’mores, which he went home and brought right back. Then he told hilarious stories, and campfire ditties making the laughter spread. So peace finally reigned with a neighbor, who once brought everyone dread.
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