confident boy elf
Boy elf had no problems being proud of himself
He felt confident the day he popped off the shelf
Feeling enthusiastic, truthful, marvelous and fine.
He went to the kitchen to taste a bit of wine.
The cork was arguing, but he popped it and threw it away.
His confidence was oozing, he was not taking no that day.
Boy elf had a fine feast made from wine, and cheese.
He did what he wanted, as whimsical as a summer breeze.
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