I discovered yesterday that my basement Trolls are all growing up.
Though, those with the butterfly wings are still flittering all about.
You see, yesterday I found a flyer hanging on my basement door, so proud.
It said, “We’re all for hire. Work for ‘shiny baubles’, Call 1-800-Trolls.”
Apparently, my leaf raking triggered a desire that runs really deep.
For all the other Trolls want into this ‘shiny bauble’ thing real quick.
And they haven’t yet figured out, the need to scatter fliers along the street.
That may not be important, for my neighbors vanish, whenever they are seen.
To give them a better image I thought they might start with walking dogs.
So I let them walk mine, since mine aren’t scared of any old nasty trolls.
It worked out really good, until they saw some squirrels climb up the trees.
As the Trolls climbed right behind, to get the critters: it was with dogs in hand.
Trolls are so very heavy, that not many trees were left standing along the way.
And this time, the dogs were quite traumatized, including the big Great Dane.
Now all Trolls have a special niche that only each one can truly claim.
But dog walking will never be these guys’ claim to the ‘shiny bauble’ fame.
My neighbors must still be lurking, for I found the bills to replace all the trees.
Someone rang my doorbell, ran, and left them, on my porch this yester eve.
Apparently, my neighbors will continue to vanish or hide, for quite some time.
But for the life of me… I just can’t understand why?