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The Garden Gnome




The Garden Gnome
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The Garden Gnome
sits alone -
a smile upon his face

Through the rain,
he don't complain -
he's happy in his place.

When it snows,
no-one knows
he's freezing up within.

Next time I'm sad
or really mad
I'll try to be like him.

Lorinda 2003

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