Holiday fun
Spry Little Elf
A lonesome but spry little elf
Was sad she was still on the shelf.
So she clambered on down.
Headed fast into town
A boyfriend she’d find for herself
The first pub she found had a party
Full of guys both handsome and hearty
She wasn’t a floozy
But she could be choosy
And wanted a guy rather smartly.
She danced with an elf name of Fred.
Who’s good looks went straight to her head
Invited him back
And way down the track
There’s three on the shelf, enough said.
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