Troll Song

Never welcome

When you’re weary.

Nothing doing

Until it’s clear, see.

Jump to the beat

Of an accordion.

Dance around

In the Florida sun.

Keep the time

Until you pop.

Thought I’d holler,

But second thought,

I think I’ll sleep

Down in a hole.

Such misgiving,

Like a troll.

Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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