Content to stand alone. Waiting, watching, guarding Granny's home. His face reflecting simple joy, but he is not happy, Plaster Boy. "Careful sonny, not too close, Unless you want a lethal dose of hardening...." Patiently waiting for some shade, wishing he could run away. Surpressing any urge to roam, such devotion from a little gnome. I once saw a calico that thought he could fly. And then the lanky Doberman that tinked in my eye. A pacifist by nature, with amble common sense. But if I had my druthers, I'd druther be a fence. Now Granny, she's a good one, she shines me now and then. And come around this springtime, I'm due for some paint again. On keeping granny comfy, I try and earn my keep. I'm just wishing I had some eyelids, so I could get some sleep
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