Gargy the Gargoyle

There once lived a cheap gargoyle
His name was Gargy
The kids called him Dargy
He liked to make his own stone figures out of foil

Gardy was sad
He was fake
That made him mad

He was made of rubber
The others were rock
He wasn't a jock
He felt grubbier

One day he found a magic lamp
He was allowed one wish
He didn't want a dish
Nor did he want a postage stamp

All he wanted was to be dead
Then he wouldn't need to go threw this misery
And he wouldn't be committed with treachery
So the lamp made Gargy dead in his bed