An Elf Named Nack
There was an elf whose name was nack
He did such things as others lacked
But then one day he got a nick
Upon his knee right from a pick
They laid him up so he could heal
Upon a shelf by window seal
Though never would he work again
He'd give a smile when one passed him
In time his name would come to mean
A little thing a figurine
Now some that sat upon a shelf
Must surely look just like this elf
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