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The Ugliest Troll in the North Country


When you've been abducted by the Troll-in-Chief, it's good to have some magic as backup.

 

The Loathly* Worm

 

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

 


President Trump, that lives in Trump Tower,

the ugliest troll in the North Countree,

has trysted me in and up to his bower,

and many a fair speech he's made to me.

 

 

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

 

He stroked my hand, and he combed my hair,

he set me down softly upon his knee;

said, If you will be my lover so true,

so many good things I would give to thee.

 

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

 

Away, away, you ugly troll,

go far away, and let me be;

I never would kiss your hideous mouth

for all the gifts that you could give.

 

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

 


Then out I have taken my silver wand,

I turned me three times round and round;

I uttered such words that his strength, it did fail,

and I turned him into a loathly worm.

 

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

President Trump, he must be

the ugliest troll in the North Countree.

 


Tune: Alison Gross (Steeleye Span)

 

*Loathly: loathsome, despicable, heinous

 

 

 

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Poet, scholar and storyteller Steven Posch was raised in the hardwood forests of western Pennsylvania by white-tailed deer. (That's the story, anyway.) He emigrated to Paganistan in 1979 and by sheer dint of personality has become one of Lake Country's foremost men-in-black. He is current keeper of the Minnesota Ooser.

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