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| How to Treat Elves I met an elf man in the woods The wee-est little elf! Sitting under a mushroom tall- 'Twas taller than himself! "How do you do, little elf," I said, "And what do you do all day?" "I dance 'n fwolic about," said he, "'N scuttle about and play; "I s'prise the butterflies, 'n when A katydid I see, 'Katy didn't!' I say, and he Says, 'Katy did!' to me! "I hide behind my mushroom stalk When Mister Mole comes froo, 'N only just to frighten him, I jump out 'n say, 'Boo!' "'N then I play with the baby chicks, I call them, chick, chick, chick! 'N what do you think of that?" said he. I said, "It makes me sick. "It gives me sharp and shooting pains To listen to such drool." I lifted up my foot, and squashed The God damn little fool. -Morris Bishop |
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