He was dressed all in fur,
From his head to his feet
And his coat was covered
With ashes and soot.
He was jolly and plump
A jolly good elf,
And I laughed when I saw him,
In spite of my self.
A Jolly Good Elf
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A Jolly Good Elf,
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Posted by
michel
on Friday, October 17, 2008
at
11:08:00 PM
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