just a little garden party
“Just a little garden party,” the elf maker said.
I knew better, I had seen the vision in my head.
They hold this every year, inviting everyone to join.
I would love to go, I think I will shine up my gold coin.
I always bring it out, because it makes the bunnies shout.
They love to dance around its tiny perimeter.
Something they do as they shake and shim-iter.
Just a garden party the elf maker said. I began plotting in my head.
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