The troglodyte comes out at night
comes out at night to play,
the troglodyte delights in night
and rarely comes out by day
by day by day,
and rarely comes out by day.
The troll and his mate
in a terrible state
in a terrible state by day
they both sunshine hate,
but never ever hesitate
to come out at night, to play.
Oh, the troglodyte so full of fright
so full of fright by day,
is at night, such a terrble sight
that he frightens the trolls away
away, he frightens the trolls away.
so if you see, by old Burns
poor shivering wee beasties
neither grin giggle nor gurn
'tis the trolls, O, the poor weepies.