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.