Here in the damp darkness the creature keeps up his patrol,
Not even his large eyes shine, for they are as black as coal,
As he peers out waiting for an unwary traveler to exact a toll.
He is an odd looking creature, from his head down to his toe,
His feet are quite large, and his stubby legs are built too low.
His head is too big, actually quite an ugly creature as they go,
With a huge hand which begins at the end of his little elbow.
When he spots an unsuspecting traveler up on the road ahead,
Who has been tricked to the troll's bridge by a sign that misled.
The little troll knows that soon he will be paid, and then fed,
By the unsuspecting fool of a traveler, who is as good as dead.
Out of the darkness, and from the relative safety of his hide,
The little troll runs with stubby legs that have a wobbly stride,
Threatening, he demands a toll, that the traveler must provide,
When paid, he adds another marker where the others have died.
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.