The Littlest Elf
by: Robert L. Hinshaw
Time was running out, Christmas Eve was drawing nigh;
The elves had worked day and night since early in July.
To meet Santa's toy-making schedule there must be no slack,
To ensure there were lots of toys for Santa's bottomless sack!
Elfie was mischievous, but also a hardworking little sprite.
He was the littlest elf of all; alas, this added to his plight!
It seemed that the harder he worked, and try as he might,
The hapless little fellow just couldn't do anything right!
For example, he put Jill in the box instead of Jack in the box,
And caged chirping chickadees in all the cuckoo clocks!
As he daydreamed he painted the fire trucks aquamarine,
And put wheels and wings on all the submarines!
Talking dollies counted cadence, "Hup, two, three, four!"
Toy soldiers cried, "I want my mama!" as they marched off to war!
He placed many Lincoln Logs in boxes labeled Tinker Toys;
Oh! What a Christmas 'twould be for little girls and boys!
Santa mused, "It seems that every job I put him on he mars,
So, I'll put him to work pulling levers making Christmas Stars!"
He did so well that Santa said, "Won't you come along with me,
And place a brilliant star atop every child's Christmas tree?"
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