The Elves

They were bright little elves, mischievous but good creative as can be known as gnomes of the North Pole Santa's sleigh began to slow so they did all they could the spirit-meter read low and it could not run on coal, so they filled it with hot cocoa and a tad of faithful gist. Intuitive as heck they decked the workshop halls with glee knowing very well insightful Santa could smell a foul tree But then before the big old flight, he asked a ninny elf "why do you smell like chocolate boy? "make a note to self" it was then that Santa doubted but heh the presents come first! Off he went with a bag of toys as the elves made so much noise clever little beings that they were, they all waved with poise Up the chimney down the chimney the sleigh just ran and ran hot on the trail of children's hopes it flew with a yes I can . Santa saw that the spirit-meter was low and full of thirst He thought and thought, and then he saw a chocolate leak dripping down his boot, he knew, the elves had had a peek but when he saw the joy on the children's faces in a dream he knew that his magic elves were geniuses of their realm and he was glad they got the sled to fly, with a cocoa burst.