On my way home…
I met a troll called Greed ,
His eyes bulged out like a toad’s ,
He grinned a malicous grin reaveling his grotesque, crooked teeth,
His shaggy,brown beard concealed his large, beefy neck.
I met a wizard called Magic,
He did look very tragic,
His hollow eyes bore into mine,
As it sparkled like a dime.
I met a fairy called Sparkle,
Her eyes as dark as charcoal,
She had iridescent wings that fluttered frantically,
And her long, silver gown flapped around her legs.
I met a girl called Night,
She had ebony-black hair that poured out to her waist
Her eyes werelike the darkest of pearls glinting like the night stars
As her long, cold fingers touched me a shiver went down my back.
I met a man called sun,
His eyes pierced through mine,
His beard was a crimson red,
And his hair swished around in the wind.
I met a girl called Swamp,
Her hair was a tangle and it was covered with twigs and leaves,
Her clothes were ripped and frayed,
Her nails were grimy and were chipped in several places,
Her blue eyes were just visible among the great mess of filth and dirt.
I met a man called tree,
His collosal body blocked my way,
He wore a lush green top that camouflaged him
A strand of verdent- green sprouted out of his otherwise brunette head.
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