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Elf Sleeps In Mouse Hole

What is in that mouse hole snoring away? The cat sneaked a peek and tiptoed that day Grabbed his owner’s phone and took a photo too. Of a snoring elf sleeping in a matchbook box of red and blue. The elderly elf had a scraggly beard, he was not fresh at all. He’s a teensy thing, the cat said “less than three inches tall.” The mouse family had invited their guest, who had promised them the moon. They shooed the cat and the other gawkers away using a sixties tune.

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