Krudgel’s the king of fear and doubt,
When your’re feeling down and out.
He’s a little slimy sort,
Frumpy faced, and a poor sport.
He’s the itch you can’t scratch,
He’ll steal your lolli in a snatch.
Krudgel arrives by invitation only,
Then he leaves you feeling lonely.
Please and thank you, he’ll not utter,
These are words that make him stutter.
He cheats at games, and hordes the food,
When you feel bad, he sets the mood.
He’s the ity in your self pity,
At times he even thinks he’s witty.
Krudgel Grim is no ones bud
If he were soup, he’d taste like mud.
Though Krudgel Grim may resist,
It’s really best he not exist
Let me tell you, one thing’s for sure,
For Krudfel Grim, YOU HAVE THE CURE!
Let love and kindness be your choice
And Let the world hear your voice

Just FIND YOUR SHNNOOGLE, share your light,
And this will make the whole world BRIGHT!