The dwarf's dwindling dwelling

A long time ago, there lived a dwarf
He lived by the sea though not at a wharf
He built his home of mud and sod
And thought of himself as a great as a god

He would spend his days admiring his work
And eating some grass was his other small quirk
Adding turf to his home made him beam
He’d do it all the while, he often would dream

But then he needed real food for his belly
So he walked to market all dirty and smelly
They stared and laughed at his silly ways
For he’d been lazy and eating grass for days

Upon his return to his place of rest
He noticed things weren’t at their best
He’d had so much grass, his roof was caving
And there went the dwarf’s dwindling dwelling