Sunday, April 12, 2020

TROLL CHILD

Though your faces is one reviled
With pustules all that ooze
Do not fear my little troll child
Your mother still loves you.

Your teeth inside your gaping maw
So frightens all to leave
But sweet troll mothers have no flaw
As you cry upon her sleeve.

Don't worry troll with ugly grace
Be full of cheer this day
Your mother dear will love your face
And will not turn away

Take comfort trolly child beast
And do not cry and bawl
For mothers aren't like them at least
They love you warts and all.

You're clumsy and ungainly
Your smells cause us to veer
But mothers act humanely
She treasures you so dear

You are repulsive in your lair
A cleanly troll you ain't
Your mama cleans your underwear
So cherished by this saint

Silly poem about a mother's love for her troll son

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TROLL CHILD

Though your faces is one reviled With pustules all that ooze Do not fear my little troll child Your mother still loves you. Your teeth ...