there was a garden gnome a funny little man
he had big red face and held a water can
as soon as it was dark and no one was a around
he would water plants all around the ground
he would water flowers and the apple tree
very late at night so no one else could see
gnome he loved to garden it was his favourite chore
when the daylight came he turned to stone once more
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 1:27 PM UTC
there was a garden gnome a funny little man
he had big red face and held a water can
as soon as it was dark and no one was a around
he would water plants all around the ground
he would water flowers and the apple tree
very late at night so no one else could see
gnome he loved to garden it was his favourite chore
when the daylight came he turned to stone once more
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