This book is a daily chronicle of wandering elf events... better known as, elfvents amongst the learned knowers who persist in the knowing of such things.
I’ve been robbed,’ Ishmael wailed ‘Hoist on my own harpoon. And now that bandit’s ship has sailed And you just offer me a tune.’ Barbie huffed and tugged her top ‘Well it won’t be any time soon.’ ‘He promised half,’ the Baron swore ‘And you believed in him, you silly fop.’ Troll shook his head and looked disgusted ‘Is there no one here who can be trusted?’ ‘Well I can,’ said Boris, disguising Vlad as a stump ‘Me too,’ said Anna Gram, giving Boris a thump The band suddenly struck up Home on the Range Lady R, Jane and Mable sneaked off to change Returning wearing Stetsons, neckerchiefs and spurs Sam watched from a bush that was covered in burrs Mermaid Liz didn’t like land she carried a spritzer While she looked for western garb, something that fitzer Bosun looked at his watch, he had the Ford running If they didn’t come soon he would go gunning ‘Sam could be miles away by now!’ He said with a shout But the burrs that held Sam would not let him out user
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