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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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