Dear Arid Places in Africa,

We appear to have your rain. Please can you come and collect it before we get washed away.

Much Love

Gnomepants

I have a hole in my sock.

In true form, once I’ve given up all hope and moved my attention onto a new thing, the old thing seems to pick up and wiggle it’s bum at me.

Soft fruit should be compulsory.

My big toe is cold because of the hole in my sock.

Dear uncomfortable seats

Stop hurting my back

Much Love

Gnomepants.

Why do fairy tales promote cruelty to old people?

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