GNOME

Whenever I'm stealing snow
I go around it in the flow
Displacement stays important to me
Wherever I may choose to go...
I always blame serendipity
For what washes up on shore
But ice-reaver gnomes are born to strife
And the greed of collecting more!

Chorus:
We are gnomes truly, pointy-eared and drooly,
With a red nose shiny, and our liver always glows!
We are gnomes surly, as the censors tell me;
Each of us says he's not a clone,
But looks so much like other gnomes...

When there is rubble to blow through
We can plant explosives too,
There are mushrooms in the larder
And we have toadstools in the loo.
We have gilded seams of leather
Just like we've done before
As the carpenters and shoemakers realise
We gnomes are beyond the law.

Chorus:
We are gnomes truly, pointy-eared and drooly,
With a red nose shiny, and our liver always glows!
We are gnomes surly, as the censors tell me;
Each of us says he's not a clone,
But looks so much like other gnomes...

(With apologies to my fourth cousin once removed.)