Elf Ears

Tina was,
A tiny elf,
Like a doll,
On a shelf,

Her tiny hands,
Worked so fast,
She always had,
A Christmas blast,

Toys built up,
And filled the sleigh,
Tina beamed,
On Christmas day,

Her pointed shoes,
And hat did jingle,
She loved to work,
For old Chris cringle.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Dailey Avatar
December 4, 2012 at 7:47 PM
You had me with the title alone. thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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