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Trollish Feast
Noise is heard from the cave,
It wakes the dead in the grave.
Feasting on the flesh
In an un-holy mess.
Blood runs from the rocks
While the king talks
To his hefty pawns in the game.
It seems in-humane.
But they're trolls,
And all who face them's gotta pay the tolls
As did the main course,
The Adventurer and his horse.
-Uecef
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