The Elf in the Cupboard (A Poem)

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There's an elf in the cupboard. He's a wee little lad. He looks a bit lonely. He seems a bit sad. I told the elf to go out And get some clean, fresh air. He hesitantly took a step. His feet were dirty and bare. I gave the elf some baby socks. He smiled and shook my hand. He then bowed to me and announced, "I'm leaving for Elvestand." Off he went in a gleeful dance. He was gone in a country flash. I don't where Elvestand is located, But he left me a ton of cash.