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We call him evil

But that?s far from true.

He helped me see a life through prose

Which in my heart, a want arose


The world of gnomes he wrote about

Until that time I was in doubt.

With nerves awry I crossed the pond

And met these people that formed a bond


Alas my life would be incomplete

If I had not the occasion to meet,

The man we call Sid and the rest of the crew

Because they have all made my life anew!

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