Uh oh. Greta...? Speak to us, Greta! Small mishap gnot intentioned... Greta? Greta? Truly I make plethora sorries at you... please to say some small words for reassuring and forgiving... oh Greta, I much heartfull sorries!
Olden times, we Royal Romanov Gnomes.
Alas, at Revolution, all Royals in much danger. We make daring escape from St Petersburg fires on stolen horse. Plethora danger and we have much fear.
When horse shot dead beneath us, we trudge on feet to Odessa to flee for safety. Far journey and we become truly tiring.
We stow aboard ship to Amerika, but boat is to Америка юг (SOUTH Amerika) - landfall in Brazil.
We toil gnorth on fishing boat to arrive Cape Cod.
Very lucky we adopt new family. We enjoy power tools and many fans who venerating us.
We become very celebrity blogstar Gnomes of Cambridge...
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