Debbie wants to wed my Gnome

To settle down, and set up home,

To live a life of perfect bliss

Where she and he can jointly fish.

His fishing rod has won her over

She thinks they will live in clover,

So, who am I to interfere,

Though for her sanity I fear.

I've said the nuptials I shall bless

And buy her new white wedding dress

I'll organize the wedding cake

And high chair for the groom I'll make.

I'll even walk her down the aisle

And try my best, to smile a while,

So I must try one final plea,

Debbie please pay heed to me.

Before it's too late!!!!!!!

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Owain Glyn