Best Soled Poems

There once was a picky young troll,
Who fussed over his supper bowl.
He loved human meat,
But disliked the feet
That came off of salty soled souls.

Until one day, he was cajoled
By an ogre out on a stroll.
Who said, “With some heat,
Those feet become sweet.”
Thus our troll was...

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