These little creatures hunt at night
They look so hidious, it is a fright
Savaging all that they can find
They hord their treasures in a nick of time
Borowing deep beneath the ground
They make their homes, safe and sound
To not be seen by anyone
Legends say they steal the souls of a child
If they do, I'd say that's putting it mild
So if you see a Troll by the dawn of day
Make him frightened, so he'll go away
Written and © by Volcana 1998
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