You know, dear Ms. Park I did truly embark At first, on this little poem On the weather I wrote, As agreed when we spoke But then…a cute garden gnome
Wait, what? You might say ‘Cause no sense did that make But stay with me, for I shall explain As I was driving to work What I saw caused a smirk This poems theme, at last ascertained
For on this dudes lawn Out in front, like a pawn Sat this tiny, and minuscule doll I looked and I laughed Knew this poem, I would craft About this gnome, in garden and all
And now we shall close This Shakespearean prose Phew, these rhymes have perplexed But there, Lauren Park It is time, I embark To converse with you now, via text |