The Ballad of Flemmingrad

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Kristoff:
Every December we all gather round
To pay our respects
To a troll so renowned
In remembrance of the friend we had
A Jolly old soul we call Flemmingrad

Olaf:
"Tempo!"

Kristoff:
We all dog deep down
And we uproot the past
We shove up it's nostrils
A fistful of grass

Elsa:
"Nostrils?"

Kristoff:
We shape his likeness
Bless his soul

Anna:
"Whoa gross"

Kristoff:
Oh Flemmingrad
The
Fungus
Troll.....

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