Fat Happy Chappy - Poem by Tom Higgins
The Buddha now sits in my garden,
I've given him a new place to stay,
right in the middle where the sunshine,
is on him for most of the day.
He seems happy in this his new home,
he is smiling so broadly you see,
though he was grinning like that when I found him,
so maybe it's not down to me.
He was sitting alone by the roadside,
beaming at all who passed by,
but no one else seemed to notice,
so that's when I decided that I
would pay five pounds to have him come,
back here to our family abode,
much better than leaving him lonesome,
on his own at the side of the road.
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