Hot Dog Gnome
how did you become the hot dog gnome? asked the reporter from KTV5
When my family knew or the world knew? He liked this lively jive.
I guess, the world, she said, not sure what the gnome meant that day.
That’s up to you, he told her. I am counting on you getting me lots of play.
He sat in the grocery store waiting to sign autographs for the masses.
People who noticed him the most were children, and they had classes.
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