People call me an oxymoron because of my obesession; They say I'm too sweet and kind to love such a violent sport and a brutal, sadistic wrestler with much passion.
They call me Troll;
Gnawer of the Moon,
Giant of the Gale-blasts,
Curse of the rain-hall,
Companion of the Sibyl,
Nightroaming hag,
Swallower of the loaf of heaven.
What is a Troll but that?
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