Scares Harry was a troll He liked scares the kids. When the lights went out at night Scares Harry smiled in delight Cuz he had so much fun Wreeking havoc Through the night.
He was overly skilled at the tasks of hand, Running back into the village Doing pranks as fast as he can like **** in a bag Or starting fires In the streets but most importantly he enjoyed yelling and screaming to wake the Little boys and girls just to hear them cry. Cause scary harry had a dream to be a big bad beast. But scary harry couldn't fathom why his dreams never come to be. If They knew he was only 2 foot 3 as the terrible troll he would be no good at the things that troll we're known for so he would quickly slip into the darkness before the light of day So when the kids got to play they wouldn't laugh at him or be able to say Pointing, staring and poking fun of him for being 2 foot 3 so scary Harry would stay in hidden in the darkness.
until The kids went go to bed.
Then scary Harry would come out play because waking the kids up just to make them cry was his favorite game. And that was the name of the game when you want to be big scary dreadful beast .
This is a Limerick of sorts, and I new to this type of poem would really be interested in hearing some feedback