part XI : Trolls of Fire
Who is the monster?
Who is the beast?
Here's a scary rhyme
for devils to feast:
The Hero starts climbing
with armor still shining
as evil is multiplying
is Shamrock Hill Dying?
In a shamrock hole
evilly stands a troll
pretending to be whole
but without a soul.
Hair that's on fire
full of satanic desire
in the shamrock mire
is the devil's choir.
A very evil being
is what we're seeing
without any chances relieving
us, this evil sight-seeing.
Rugged is its face
reaching out to embrace
the " Royals" new grace
destroying souls without a trace.
Ugliness is its skin
heart made of tin
fiendishly loving to sin
with an ugly grin.
Tempting our Hero now
with sinister eye brows
devils in a pow-wow
with sin to allow.
Apofisherman
part XII : The Kill and the Promise
The Hero now determined to save
the paradise of Shamrock Hill green
he armored himself in a cave
with an anti-evil suit to fight the mean.
The ugly troll from the underground
had magic powers and spells
he was yellow and fat-oval round
and was the master of Shamrock Hill's wells.
Angel said, " My Hero save our dream
only you can fight him
with your powerful beam.
I reward you with the love of Heaven's rim."
Nothing more the Hero wanted
to have a love so true
for years he was being haunted
to stay forever blue.
So the Hero went on the hunt
to destroy the evil troll
it wasn't easy to say it blunt
but the angels were doing the poll.
With a mighty blow to his head
the troll fell into a deep well
and was instantly cold dead
to stay forever in the fires of hell.
The Hero said, " Angel the hill is ours
and a new dance can begin,
we'll have a hundred hours
to get dizzy and in joy we'll spin."
Now Angel made a promise to the Hero brave
will she keep it and fulfill
his wishes in their secret cave
and bring Heaven's love to Shamrock Hill?
Angel
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