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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