Ode To The Elf

For everyone whose also working on Christmas Eve …

Oh Christmas elf does no one see
How you slaved at that Christmas tree?
How you lovingly cleared up the sick
Of the whiskey-drinking starlet St Nick?

While you were all under the mistletoe
The elf was making you coffees to go,
When you were at the office annual brawl,
The elf was trying to make you a ‘snowball’

Although you complain about the Christmas shop,
The elfs stress levels are about to pop,
When you unwind on Christmas Eve
The elf is getting started, trying not to seethe

So when you’re out, don’t blame yourself,
But spare a thought for the Christmas elf.