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It was a day like any other or so I thought,
Surfing the net and awaiting the arrival of things I bought,
However it all turned around when I was caught,
What had happened had made me completely distraught.

It poked and prodded me endlessly,
Chasing me through the site persistently,
The Trollface stalked me as if I was his one and only,
But I knew there were others who were stalked helplessly.

At one point I thought I was safe and sound,
I had a small moment of piece before I was found,
It stared at me and I stared back as if he had me bound,
He had sniffed me out very similar to a hound.

I frowned at him, obviously unhappy with him,
He spoke, asking if I was mad with a rather large grin,
I was tempted to tell him so and put him in my recycle bin,
But he spoke once more asking if I had a problem and I knew I could not win.

It was then I saw the beauty of him that he held,
It was obvious not his appearance as it seemed to be swelled,
It was more about the emotion I had suddenly expelled,
Laughter came out of me, as if I was compelled.

My favourite site was taking pride in the day,
Where innocent unknowing victims like myself would lay,
And for all the commotion caused all they had to day,
Was 'Happy April Fool's Day'.

Description
It was a day like any other or so I thought,
Surfing the net and awaiting the arrival of things I bought,
However it all turned around when I was caught,
What had happened had made me completely distraught.

It poked and prodded me endlessly,
Chasing me through the site persistently,
The Trollface stalked me as if I was his one and only,
But I knew there were others who were stalked helplessly.

At one point I thought I was safe and sound,
I had a small moment of piece before I was found,
It stared at me and I stared back as if he had me bound,
He had sniffed me out very similar to a hound.

I frowned at him, obviously unhappy with him,
He spoke, asking if I was mad with a rather large grin,
I was tempted to tell him so and put him in my recycle bin,
But he spoke once more asking if I had a problem and I knew I could not win.

It was then I saw the beauty of him that he held,
It was obvious not his appearance as it seemed to be swelled,
It was more about the emotion I had suddenly expelled,
Laughter came out of me, as if I was compelled.

My favourite site was taking pride in the day,
Where innocent unknowing victims like myself would lay,
And for all the commotion caused all they had to day,
Was 'Happy April Fool's Day'.