The Troll and the Flower
Once upon a time there was a troll.
She dug herself a very big dark deep hole.
At the bottom of the hole she placed a beautiful flower with a light shining on it.
Many people saw the flower and were lured into the bottom of the dark deep hole
Where the troll was waiting for them,
Now I am not going to finish this story yet, but there is a troll and now there are many people down the hole wanting to know what will happen next.
The troll laughed. “Mwahahahaha mwhahahaha You’ve been trolled”
This is called ……
This is what Trolls do, they Con-Troll people
“and then flower,
said to the troll.
My name is Cannabis,
it’s time to roll..(Max Stone)….and of myself I am in control”
The Troll replied, “My name is Alcohol the Troll.
Cannabis gave a shout
“It’s time for me to get out”
Then the troll sung a song
“My name is Alcohol and I am a troll
When people are lured into my hole they get scared and lose control.
I am Alcohol the troll, in my hole I put abuse
But I’m attractive like a flower and for being a troll I’ve no excuse.
I’m a troll called Alcohol and in fear I am evil
To myself and other people, I’m a Alcohol the troll and I destroy people”
“Lured in my hole. A poison spirit that is evil.”
The little weed gave a shout, “I’m going to get out”
Of this hole with Alcohol because I am in control
Cannabis climbed out
And he gave a shout
I had some self doubt
That I can live without
Alcohol the Troll but I am in control.
In the light Cannabis grows because he took control and rose
Away from Alcohol the Troll and got out of the hole
Took care of himself, Light and nutrients for health
While troll sat at home, In her hole all alone
In the end Cannabis kept rolling
Went dancing, singing, bowling
Met a mushroom that was glowing
Worked together and kept growing
And The Troll stayed there
In the hole in despair
Looking for an excuse
To blame and inflict more abuse
Would never introspect
Never self reflect
Would always grumble
Was never humble
Until one day there was a light
And Troll got a big fright
Looked in the mirror one night
Saw she was all white
From the lack of light
Hate, envy, fear of the bright
Troll eventually took control
Dug herself out of the hole
And up Troll rose
Like the Cannabis flower grows
But it took a long while
for the Troll to start to smile
She’ d lost the flower that she loved
When Cannabis rose above
The Troll and lack of love
In joy and peace like above
Eventually the Troll rose above
Her hole of fear and lack of love
But this isn’t where it ends
In the hole, troll lost her friends
Who yelled and shouted from above
“Get out of this hole without love”
And finally Troll was well
Got out of self made hell
Stopped the Alcohol abuse
The blame, guilt and being a victim as an excuse
Filled in the hole which was very scary
And in its place planted rosemary
And the Alcohol the Troll was beaten
Water and nutrients, drank and eaten
And Troll found out that the Cannabis fairy
Was full of love and not scary
And both the Cannabis Flower and The Troll grows
Because out of the alcohol hole they rose.