There once was a fellow named Bill, A cookie he’d fight for and kill. He was so filled with hate, He stole from Santa’s plate, And what he got for Christmas was nil.
Note: This story is a sequel to Elves vs Elves: A Christmas Miracle. Read this first or risk confusion. At the age of a hundred and sixty, Princess Sciatica wasn’t technically a teenager. She was, however, the elven equivalent. She sat in the passenger seat of her father’s car, scowling out the window asContinue reading “Elf vs Elf: A Family Drama”
Enthralled by your Christmas tree, Your cat will set ornaments free. She’ll bat and she’ll tug, Until the tree hits the rug, And destruction will fill her with glee.
“You have beautiful hair!” She noticed. “It’s so soft and shiny, like in a shampoo commercial!” Her fellows all agreed—all the elves, both short and tall, agreed. Even by elvish standards, Sertraline had amazing hair. That’s why they made him king.