Did you hear that Troll, Doris?
Did you hear what he said,
With his, ‘Who’s that trip trapping right over my head?’
Did you hear him Doris?
Shouting out in a mood,
And you and me out walking, how dare he be rude?
I’m going back Doris,
I’ll be sweetness and light,
But if that Troll complains, I shall put up a fight.
Well come on then Doris,
I’m so cross I could burst,
I’ll watch your back, Doris. You can go first.
Poem ©2014 Kathryn Evans
Illustration © 2014 Loretta Schauer