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The Elven Realm
I was walking through the meadow,
swirling through the wheat, when suddenly
I came upon a figure,
Sweltering among the summer’s heat.
He said to me, “Do not step farther,
There is the tall elf named Buddy,
Who is Santa Claus' quick study.
Throwing a lot of snow balls,
"Hi, daddy," the human calls,
He falls down and gets all muddy.
So quick and deft
A sword so smooth
And arms so strong
Holding it high
Swinging it low
A glimmer of color
In her eyes
