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On Being a Gnome

God !!

I hate being a bloody Gnome,

left out in all weather

wind , rain, snow

that bloody freezing fog,

dogs cock there legs and piss on me,

birds shit all over me head,

I hate being a Gnome.

 

But our day will come

I'm telling yer now

the day of the Gnomes will come,

we will arise from yer gardens

march into yer living rooms and

what a mess we will make,

we will bite the bollocks of yer dogs and

poke the eyeballs out of those shitty birds, aye

right revolting us Gnomes of the G.L.F. will be.

 

LONG LIVE GNOMEDOM.

LONG LIVE THE G.L.F.

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