There is an elf on my shelf
who watches me from across the hall
he stands like a soldier
both proud and 2 feet tall
with hand painted pants
and a hat with a green fuzzy ball
There is an elf on my shelf
who hides next to a toy filled sleigh
he stands like an old man
both proud and gay
with stitched up stockings
torn from working all day
There is an elf on my shelf
who sits across the room
he sits like a gargoyle
both proud and full of gloom
with stone filled expression
he protects me from certain doom
There is an elf on my shelf
more special than all others
it’s a Christmas picture
of me and my brothers
all dressed up as tiny little elves
and taken by my mother
yes, there is an elf on my shelf
and forgive me for saying
but the cute one, is none other than myself 🙂