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The Little Elf

I met a little Elf-man, once, 
  Down where the lilies blow. 
I asked him why he was so small, 
  And why he didn't grow. 
 
He slightly frowned, and with his eye         
  He looked me through and through. 
"I'm just  as big for me," said he, 
  "As you are big for you."

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  • November 19, 2007
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    From guest shariya (contact)
    ha! i love the ending. so wonderful.

  • Lusted Perseverance
    December 6, 2006
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    ha! i love the ending. so wonderful.

  • Diamond
    August 14, 2004
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    Big things come in little packages is what I believe the Little Elf was saying to the author. Size is only a small piece of the equation. Very true and clever write. Avril