Autumn Petite a Young Elf
Autumn Petite, a small elf from the dell
was announced by a messenger holding a shell
he gave her such an intro, we were all amazed
She was not like other elves, not one tiny bit crazed
She had some firm ideas, but we were used to that
Being gnomes and trolls, we were accustomed to chewing the fat
She had a good brain, and some of her logic was sound.
In fact, we did not mind one bit having this pretty elf around.
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