He was really quite little
but I swear he was there
He looked quite like an elf
save for his ominous glare
I thought my soup'd be too hot
the miniscule elf didn't care
He was swimming around
never once wetted his hair
He had come upon my spoon
Which in my fear, I left there
All this he did without ever
Releasing that glare
He screamed at me once
from atop the silverware
I was unsure what he wanted
only sure he knew I was scared
Vocal with frustrated grumbling
as he tossed a pea on my chair
My mom then cried out
I thought she'd followed my stare
It wasn't about the sore elf though
'twas about the food on my chair
I lifted my head to tell her
Not me! The elf put it there!
Before I could reveal my truth
She did what she thought fair
She sent me to my lonely room
without my choc'late eclair
I simply mumbled as I walked away
I really swear he was there.
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