Chat with a wee gnome.
I suppose all gnomes are wee.
What did he tell me?

I don't remember.
He told me to do bad things.
But I can't recall.

He was pure evil.
Atop his head, a blue hat.
Contrary to red.

He drank Mountain Dew
from a small plastic bottle
and cursed profusely.

But what did he say.
If only I were sober,
then I might recall.