With its tower of thought and striped little shop
Where pine trees stand tall and the breezes blow light,
Is a curious cottage with windows so bright.
Its roof comes to peaks, its awnings are wide—
With stripes red and white, like a fairground outside!
A tall pointed tower stands grand in the back,
With patterns and timbers in brown and in black.
It watches the valley from morning till night,
Like Otto himself—alert and just right.
The main wooden door is sturdy and round,
It creaks when it opens with a welcoming sound.
Inside are the maps, the charts, and the lore,
And stories of travels from mountain to shore.
But there’s more than just wisdom—there’s bustle and cheer!
For this is a place gnomes hold truly dear.
They come for advice, or to borrow a guide,
And leave with new courage and Otto’s good pride.
The striped little awning means business, it’s true!
Otto’s got compasses, string, and some glue.
Need buttons for boots? A rain map or snack?
It’s all in the shop near the side of the shack.
And tucked round the side in a sun-yellow room,
Is a cozy retreat where ideas may bloom.
With journals and lanterns and rugs on the floor,
It’s perfect for planning your next great explore.
So if ever you wander or wonder or roam,
Otto’s Grotto will feel just like home.
With a smile and a plan, and perhaps a surprise—
You’ll leave with adventure and stars in your eyes!
