They said he was a wise wordsmith,
In with a chance of winning big,
But some questions were hard to twig.
He hadn’t heard of some old myth.
And so he was presented with,
A giant box of styrofoam.
And out he pulled a garden gnome.
Even though it was second prize,
He couldn’t moan about the size,
And couldn’t wait to take him home.
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In response to Ronovan Writes’ Haiku Challenge #17 found here