The Elf

I would love to catch that little elf, the one who hides my shoes. the one that draws on all my walls, but he never leaves me clues. I have never seen him, he is so clever to stay out of sight. And to wreck your room like that, he must have to stay up all night. To think I have blamed you, when things have been broken or lost. When your new things have been stamped on.. whatever the cost. I should have known better! my grateful kids would not lie. We all have to find him, we all have to try. I starting to get angry, I will blow a fuse. You no the elf were looking for, It is the one you blame... when it was not you.