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Things Are Not As They Seem

Deep in the forest On a heading of northwest We weren't looking for anything of interest When we came across a wooden bridge woven Together with the creepiest Rope which was between two rock ledges Sitting on the crest. We didn't go near or cross because much To our surprise our binoculars showed Underneath the bridge lived what looked like A family of trolls that alot in my expedition party Were ready to attest. They said let's be honest Everyone needs a place where they can get Dressed, Digest Food, and feel blest To have guests. Director we are asking that at your earliest Opportunity please erase this quest. We will forget that we saw some of the Homeliest, Grimiest, And down on their funds lowliest Trolls that we by passed with zest. Excuse me, those weren't trolls as you first Suggest They're humans who are hard pressed.

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