The Troll

by Molly Banton aged 10

The troll, oh how gruesome he is,
The way he smiles is grim like boogers,
He heaves you by your leg,
There is no hope for escape,

His cooking pot is a human-eater,
Where life turns to death,
He nibbles you,
He chomps you,
He crushes you faster
than the tick of a clock

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