Short Kids Poem: More Ice-Cream

short kids poem troll

Hiding in our house
there is a little troll.
With pointy little teeth,
he gnaws through any bowl.

His nose is like a rock
that’s twisted all around.
His ears are soft and thin,
just like an old bloodhound.

He wears a cherry hat
above his coarse black hair.
He ate all my ice-cream.
I need more so it’s fair.

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