Gnome Holds The Key

This is my life,
Sweet and tender and stuff,
But low and behold it is really just fluff.
See this is my plan,
Empty and flat,
But ill rise to the top regardless of that.
For up ahead is the path that leads the strays home,
And straight to the garden for tea with the gnome.
The gnome holds the key that unlocks the door,
And suddenly beautifully 1, 2, 3, 4
Right there in front of me,
There are the rainbows that I need to see.

Bears Rebellions 29/12/12

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