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IT ' S A TROLL !!
Under my bed
IT'S A TROLL
A TROLL
wondering why
I CHOOSE TO PRETEND
TO BE DEAD
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The lifeless corpse
The poem lies there
The poet also lies
In a different fashion
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OH ******* TROLL !
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The death cannot be stopped
There are a lot of naked bodies
In the streets
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We raise up our banner to the sky
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IT 'S OF A PIG BLOWING ON A WHISTLE
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Oh child !
Beware the TROLL !
He will only chide us for being stupid
We know
It is okay to be stupid
As long as you are nice
To stinking traitors
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TROLL
TROLL
TROLL
one step below him is the saint
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