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Nov 2019
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
Anna-Marie Rose
Written by
Anna-Marie Rose  36/F/Grantspass , oregon
(36/F/Grantspass , oregon)   
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