Category : Poems

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Little gnomes,
playing in their garden... 
between the grass, 
and
the mushrooms.

They search, 
and overlook, 
forward.... 
How so? 

Magical houses, 
NOT to low. 

Of course... 
They meet, 
their friends. 

Indeed... 
That's how they read, 
their possible threats. 
Coming out.... 
and that from, 
..... very small books!