Fred Loved Mischief

In a quaint little garden, with roses so red,

Lived a cheeky old gnome named Fred.

He'd tell tales of carrots that danced in the night,

And mushrooms that giggled, oh what a sight!

One day he found a snail called Sue,

Who said, "Fred, what mischief shall we pursue?"

They plotted and planned, with a grin so wide,

To swap all the hedgehogs for brooms they could ride.

The sun rose up, and the garden awoke,

With hedgehogs in flight, the birds thought it a joke!

"Oh Fred," chuckled Sue, "what a marvellous spree!"

"Indeed," laughed the gnome, "let's have crumpets for tea!"