The Unemployed Elf
A very long time ago..
An Elf had no place to go..
He had polished Santa's Trains..
Placed Tiddly Winks in the games..
But little boys no longer played with Trains..
Nor Track's
And that was a fact!
Asking to see Santa Claus himself..
Feeling much like a toy from off a shelf..
An Elf with no place to go..
Could freeze out in the snow!
He sat in the hall..
Then he heard a call!
Ho Ho Ho!
Come right in..
And just where have you been?
WELL..the Elf replyed..
Not looking Santa in the eye..
I'm trying to find a job for myself..
Tis no fun being an Unemployed Elf..
Santa leaned back in his chair..
Blowing smoke rings in the air..
From a smelly old pipe..
Explaining to Elf that didn't seem right!
Elf said..I do have pains in my hands
Also it’s hard for me to stand..
Hmmm Was all Santa replied..
Looking Elf right in the eye..
I may have just the job for you!
No need to use your hands..
And no longer will you stand..
But just what type job could that be?
Elf was confused as he could be..
Santa said One moment please!
Pushing up his over sized sleeves..
With Quill in hand:
He drew up a petition for North Pole Land..
From this day I do decree..
This Elf will test feather bed’s for me..
Signed S.Claus
Now Elf with tears in his eyes
Bid Old Santa a fond goodbye..
Snuggled down in a feather bed..
Visions of Toyland in his head..
Ladybird (Bzzzbye)
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