Elvis The Elf Poem by Louise Hinkley Devendorf
Elvis The Elf
I'm Elvis the Elf and I'm all tired out
I painted toys and carried them about
Santa told me if my works was O.K.
He would let me borrow his sleigh for a day
I pondered and pondered where would I go
Over the hills and through the snow
At last the time came when I climbed in the sleigh
I fell asleep and awoke the next day
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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