One day I went for a stroll
Met a troll
Who was pushing a trolley
Mind you he was an ugly one
Made me want to run
But I stood my ground
Faced the troll
With a mighty scowl
Out of the troll
Came the sqeaukiest voice ever known
Caught me by surprise
He was asking directions to the fair
Laugh out loud I did not dare
In a solemn voice, I swear
Told the troll directions to the fair
Must have been the merriment in my eyes
Must have hurt the troll instead
He got green in the face
Growling out loud
He made a chanting
Shrinking in size, I was panting
Scooping me up in his hands
In the trolley , I land
Amongst things I have never seen
Cannot describe and do not want to lie
What did I do?
My tone or my eyes?
Never cross a troll
See one and fasten your stroll
Sensitive guys
I was only trying to be nice
Anyway in the trolley I stayed
For a few days
Escape , a long way
Took me days to get back to size
A magical fairy did the trick
She beat me with a stick
Guess I deserved it
I now carry a invisible cloak
To accompany on my stroll
Weirder things might happen
I am readying for my next adventure
The poet and the cloak
Get ready folks.
