Garden Gnomes

All of the Gnomes from around the globe Just sneezed their very last sneeze They've had enough of this allergy stuff And from the garden they're taking their leave They packed up their bags, donned their bonnet's and caps Left in the cover of night Said goodbye to the trees along with the birds and the bees And headed out for the big city life No one had a clue from which wind the Gnomes blew It was Wa-La they were suddenly there From Bankers to Lawyers to Tele-marketer callers They infiltrated every career Soon they were drinking like fountains as the bills started mounting With the pressures of the ride to the top Pills became an everyday need to stay awake and fall asleep Not sure when this madness will stop On top of it all they started to cough from the smog And wondered which one was the worst The garden allergies or this black lung disease Either way the Gnomes felt mankind's curse So they turned in their suits and their ill gotten loot And took a trip back to the suberbs Now in the garden they smile cause they know all the while Yes...it could be a lot worse