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Jonathan Groff
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The Ballad of Flemmingrad (Traditional Version)
There once was a troll held in highest esteem For his manner was kind and his fungus did gleam The ballad of old Flemmingrad Beloved by each troll girl and every troll lad
They gifted him berries and moss cake and stew He gobbled with zeal as he zealously grew To such a large old Flemmingrad He always got full and for that, he was glad
They loved to watch him roll, roll, roll With laughter, he would roll, roll, roll
Then one winter's day humans crept up so fast The trolls had to roll through a tight mountain pass But dear old giant Flemmingrad He tried to go through, but got stuck just a tad
The people were frightened and pulled out a sword So, Flemmy, he blended right into the fjord Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The ballad of old Flemmingrad He never got out, and for that we are sad Wedged but not forgotten
For Flemmy couldn't roll, roll, roll Oh, Flemmy, won't you roll, roll, roll And that's why we have this tradition
Every December we all gather round To pay our respects to a troll so renowned In remembrance of the friend we had A jolly old soul we called Flemmingrad
We all dig deep down And we uproot the past We shove up its nostril a fistful of grass We shape his likeness, bless his soul Oh, Flemmy the fungus troll
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