The big ugly troll
The big ugly troll stood hunched
At the top of this very page
Its thick mind tried to contemplate
Where to start the mischief
Its brain tried hard to gage.
A big bag of red
Was tied to its waist
Ready to be thrown about
And I mean now post haste.
Inside its head
Were many friends,
To many to recount
All were there to help out
Through multiple accounts
You should never feed a Troll,
But they set you up for a fall
All they ever do is bawl,
Then lie amongst the wreckage
All numbskull and a sprawl
But they still do pass,
Soon are on their way,
Gone but not forgotten
Somewhere else to play.
Why is a good question,
They have not much to say
But I tell ya this
They should be on Childs play.