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 © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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