A place to show my work
There once were some elves up north,
Who worked for old Santa of course.
They stitched toys all day,
In a jolly green way,
Then laughed as they sped down the North
They bustled and buzzed through the snow,
With buttons and ribbons in tow.
From morning till night,
They worked with delight,
As whistles and hammers did go.
All the bells and whistles, shiny and bright,
Pretty little bows that sit on top of presents,
With ribbons so neat, and colors so pleasant,
All that is waiting for is the elves’ delight,
To press the buttons, so they can be sent,
On their merry way, with joy and sheer delight.
All the bells and whistles, shiny and bright,
Pretty little bows that sit on top of presents,
With ribbons so neat, and colors so pleasant,
All that is waiting for is the elves’ delight,
To press the buttons, so they can be sent,
On their merry way, with joy and sheer delight.
-M.A.D.
M.A.D. Works 