Beware, beware
they\'re hiding everywhere
some are pretty some are grand
some are green
and some eat sand
when they come
you\'ll know it\'s them
the smell they leave with froffing flem
they\'ll beat you down
and make you sad
They\'ll always be forever glad
for this I know
I\'ve known, some time...
these trolls
they don\'t know
how to rhyme.