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elf and mole

there was a little elf as funny as can be

he lived in the woods inside a big oak tree

he wore a funny hat and a his ears were big

he would play a fiddle and do a little jig

one day in the woods he saw a little mole

he was sat there crying poor little soul

the elf he went to see what had made him cry

then he asked the mole what was the reason why

the poor mole was lost he had lost his way

while walking through the woods he had gone astray

dont worry said the elf i will guide you back

then off they walked together down the woody track

they strolled along together for a little while

elf he found his hole and mole began to smile

mole he said goodbye and elf went on his way

the mole he climbed inside his hole and slept the day away

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Apr 20, 2010
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