It was stinky, smellier than a cabbage roll,
A hideous beast, the three-horned troll,
With leathery gray skin, and thick limbs like a bat,
There are very few ways to beat something like that,
A serpentine gaze to strike fear to your heart,
And with their ravenous sneers, it can be hard to tell them apart,
But if you pull out a whistle, and play a swift tune,
Then the troll's gait will falter, and it will swoon,
A ticklish feather behind the right ear,
And the monster's fury will soon disappear,
But the best way to defeat a troll,
Is to capture it in some sunlight while the troll takes a stroll.
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