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The Song Challenge:   Mummy, Where Did The Funny Little Man In The Garden Go?  PARIS -- The dormant Garden Gnome Liberation Front has sprung back to life, stealing about 20 gnomes during a nighttime raid on a Paris exhibition.  "We demand ... that garden gnomes are no longer ridiculed and that they be released into their natural habitat," the Front's Paris wing said in a statement following its weekend strike.  France's first garden gnome exhibition in the exclusive Bagatelle park on the outskirts of the capital opened last month and has been a hit with the public as chic Parisians develop a taste for kitsch culture.  The Garden Gnome Liberation Front vanished from the public eye in 1997 after a northern French court handed its ringleader a suspended prison sentence and fined him for his part in the disappearance of around 150 gnomes.  The only suspected sighting of the organization since then was a mass suicide of gnomes at Briey in eastern France in September 1998, when 11 of them were found dangling by their necks under a bridge.  A letter found nearby said: "When you read these few words we will no longer be part of your selfish world, where we serve merely as pretty decoration."  Now, the sight of 2,000 of the gaudy, colorful creatures dotted around the Bagatelle gardens has clearly proved too big a temptation for the group to avoid.   It warned that it would strike again unless the show was closed and all the gnomes released.  Organizers told the daily Le Parisien that they had no intention of bowing to the Front's demands.

To Be Free – Or Why The Gnome Ran Away by Hyperabid
(Tune:   Take It Easy – Eagles)

Hyperabid's Comments:  Aha - but was this crime all that it seemed?

(Guitar lick) 

I was sitting on my toadstool trying to loosen up my load still 
Seven pixies on my mind 
One she was a dryad, another a cross-dressed hag 
Boy I don't know what to decide 

Take a pixie, or a nixie 
Which female imp or elf is gonna please me 
You can look but you can't touch 
Cos they can magic a fire in your crotch 
So when they put you on the spot 
I run for the hills – me 

(Guitar lick) 

Chatting up the succubi running from the incubi 
Women spelling trouble for me 
There's a young dwarfess called Maisie – boy she drives me crazy 
Think she'll be the end of me 

I'm quitting fishing, I'm going missing 
Gonna leave a note to make them think I'm stolen 
Gonna run to a new pond 
Where there's a goblin girl of who I'm fond 
Hope they're not too upset when I am gone 
But I will be free 

(Banjo) 

Woo-hoo-hoo, woo-hoo-hoo, etc. 

I'm running for the hills – me 
To take it easy 
To a place where I'll be free 
To chase the girlies... 

(Banjo) 

Woo-hoo-hoo, woo-hoo-hoo, etc. 

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