There was a closed door.
But people wanted more
Than they could see.
Once the duke said, ‘I implore
You to finally open that hapless door.’
No one dared from the assembly.
‘Got to see what we can score!
We want more than our lore,
We want never – ending glee!’
Then the key was found, so small.
‘Does it match the big keyhole?
Let us try and see!’
Squeaked the hinge as people roared,
‘Now it’s opened, that door,
And who did it? – we!
Now let’s see what we’ve come for.
Oh, some will have to crawl
Under our feet!’
Then the light from behind the door
Dazzles muzzles as they grow
And turn profoundly green.
Greedy trolls, now they should know
What that ghastly punishment is for!
Nothing – you all mean
Without your soul,
Without that door,
Nothing else will make your heart beam.