Oh pesky troll beneath the bridge
where railroad 'pears above
Awaiting there thy baited breath
a puss conspired thereof
Why dost thou bear pernicious path
o'er unsuspecting poes
inviting problem passersby
promote condemning blows
Tis thus thy pate that pales thee there
beneath the patterned pace
thy puff and wretched hateful snare
the gnarled perversed face
To those yet pure within their psyche
perspective young and free
unknowledged in thy twisted way
the prey of thee they be
But alas thou private one
obscure to persons weak
a priest persists to pummel thee
to rid thee at thy peak
And thus n'er more thy poison plight
for naive passersby
for pity not thy portioned pain
for pallid thou dost lie
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