I fell in love with a garden gnome
He was always there when I got home
Always listened when I was alone
That's how I fell in love
With my garden gnome
He's travelled far and wide
But now he prefers his pond side
To sit there hour after weary hour
And catch the fish beneath the lily flower
But I love my garden gnome
Though I know his heart is of stone
We've gone on many an excellent adventure
From the town of shepton to the county of bedfordshire
And even once to Paris and Rome
Oh how I do love my garden gnome
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