Humiliated by a Troll
gnarly snarly wharly harly barley troll
when we use his path, he demands a toll
When we protest, he hangs us upside down
The villagers come by and call us clown
gnarly snarly wharly harly barley troll
Humiliating us kids is his ultimate goal
He is good at it, an expert in fact; I know.
He has hung me twice by my largest toe.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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