Ross the Book Reader
Ross, the book reader was full of ideas for more books.
Many called him elf man, I called him Crazy Crooks.
His job was to read all day and entertain the night life.
Regaling us with interesting stories so big, bold and bright.
I want that book, many other elves said to the boss.
He laughed at them, knowing they could never be as good as Ross.
Ross drank so much coffee during the day,
That his eyes never closed, as he story-told away.
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