This hut is lonely without her.
Seems like forever she's been gone.
Oh, I really miss her for sure.
I am just barely hanging on,
Staring out the window to see
If she's coming down the pathway.
I'm filled up with anxiety,
And been a nervous wreck all day.
She knows when she leaves me that I
Become a sad and lonesome one.
So when she left I begged her why
She had to go get her hair done.
Hope the Missus will soon be home,
And hug and kiss her lonely gnome.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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