No one knows why my troll’s bad.
I think because he’s rarely glad
When someone wandering passes by.
I cross his bridge and yell out, “Hi!”
He blames me then for being there -
“Being noisy everywhere!”
He’s justified to shout at me,
Reverberating mystery.
Linked to dVerse Quadrille. I am hosting with the word “troll”. Come join us with a 44-word poem using the word “troll” in some form in the poem.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 