The Gnomes are Coming

Ahhh the Gnomes
Those terrible Gnomes
Their coming near
Where do I hide?

The blankets are safe
So very safe
But my eyes still see
Pointy hats coming to get me

I need to sleep
Sleep, please sleep
I wake to morning
Only footprints left in dust

My boxers, stolen.

Authors note:
Don't trust gnomes, they steal things.