Welcome Home Content to stand alone Waiting, watching, guarding Granny's home His face reflecting simple joy But he is not a 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 Suppressing 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 tinkled in my eye A pacifist by nature, with amble common sense But if I had my druthers, I'd rather 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 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