Alder the gnome
I was sweeping off my porch when I thought I heard a tiny shout
I sat my broom aside and decided to check it out
when looking all around I saw him standing in a tiny door
he was living in a mushroom so I crouched down to see more
he said his name was Alder and he hoped I wasnt mad
I assured him he as welcomed and that I was really glad
when I step outside each morning I greet my new friend
I also remember to whisper goodnight at the days end
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Those gnomes show up in the oddest places! Best to be on their good side!