There've been men about this week;
Yes, strangers in our garden!
They turned up early thursday
Without a 'beg or pardon.'
Noisy men they were
Took off the garage roof
And threw it on their lorry
One had a missing tooth.
We watched them from the house
No one else was home
The bravest one who stayed outside
Was Fred the garden gnome.
When they'd gone off down the lane
We inspected with dismay
How were we going to explain
What happened here today?
Old two legs will blame us
Said Millhouse, with wide eyes
We're supposed to guard the house
Not watch and stay inside.
Pooh! sneered Hercules
He sat and looked aloof.
The only theives that I know of
Wouldn't steal the garage roof!
Roofless; the garage is brighter
But much wetter in this rain.
Better hope those men return
And put roof back again!
Herky
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