The Troll
Bewary of the loathsome troll
that slyly lies in wait
to drag you to his dingy hole
and put you on his plate.
His blood is black and boiling hot,
he gurgles ghastly groans.
Hell cook you in his dinner pot,
your skin, your flesh, your bones.
He'll catch your arms and clutch your legs
and grind you to a pulp,
then swallow you like scrambled eggs--
gobble! gobble! gulp!
So watch your steps when next you go
upon a pleasant stroll,
or you might end in the pit below
as supper for the troll.
