Slathering and Slithering

slathering and slithering
     sharp tiny teeth, 
     short and squat
              troll

You smile and he glares
  trying to look fierce

You laugh and he bites
         your foot

 sneaky as a snake
 and twice as mean

The only garden
   danger that 
   makes my
 blood run cold.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 3:03 PM
Aren't troll bites poisonous? Garden snakes aren't but then, they don't bite; they just sun themselves. Thoroughly enjoyed this one.
Krutsinger Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 8:59 PM
I love garden snakes. I have saved many of the babies from my cat's mouth, and they like me. A mama garden snake used to sun herself on my top garden step, and I would say "Hi, snaky." I have never been bothered or bitten by them.But the trolls chase me in my sleep, and hit me in the petootsie with rakes and hoes and stuff.
Mcferran Avatar
December 27, 2018 at 3:52 AM
I would've thought the cold weather would keep the trolls at bay this time of year.... but then- they are very sneaky! Enjoyed the part where he bites your foot for laughing at him! ;D
Krutsinger Avatar
December 27, 2018 at 5:43 AM
You do know I was mixing trolls and snakes up, but I have never been bitten by a snake, only a troll.
Blown Avatar
December 27, 2018 at 3:32 AM
did you know one cannot sneak up on a snake...they sense through air and ground
Krutsinger Avatar
December 27, 2018 at 5:44 AM
I know that snakes do not bite me. They have always been my friends, but I was hoping you might pick up on the snake factor, as I believe trolls are snakes. Bad snakes, not my good garden snakes, so thank you for that.
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