and he is a gnome
pink and dainty he is, he attracts flowers too
I wondered about this dude, who interested Sue
and he is a gnome? I qualified with a bit of hesitation.
I have told you this a thousand times, she said in frustration.
Let’s invite him to lunch; he eats, does he not?
He arrived holding a bouquet and one sweet forget-me-knot.
I think he’s saying good-bye, I told Sue, who rolled her eyes.
He was simpering and silly, frankly, no handsome grand prize.
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