“I HATE PRETTY!” Trollby the troll could be heard shouting each morning on seeing the forest all nice and clean. And he wasn't alone. The huggles and bugles, ogres, grumpy ground bugs and even more grumpy trolls than Trollby were heard to say, “I will have the squishy mud, the swarthy weeds, the sticky brambles, the stinging nettles, and the sinking swamps. Mark my words. Beautiful flying bugs turned into beautiful fairies, are they a match to those nasty creatures?
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