THE ELVES ARE INTO THE PUNCH BOWL OF JOYA Poem by anthony blakeDrink upToyland will never be the same Yet kid’s hearts of happiness will always remain But Santa’s Toyland Elves can’t leave the punch bowl alone No sense of direction being shown So it’s that alcohol drink being their pick me up But its there are delays plenty in toy making production In fact, the Elves are all drunk I just found one Elf passed out in a trunk Another Elf is stuck on the ceiling Now for Heaven’s sake Christmas is just days away However, what would Santa say? Santa would say, “No delays on this day” Toys have too be made Schedule in toy production is not out of the shade Get to work Elves It’s not a matter of what else Kids are depending on us I am making this toy production an absolute must So sober up with no fuss It’s about the kids all over being our priority plus.
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