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There was an old elf called Fle

There was an old elf called Fle,

 Who was as happy can be,

 Until one day while alone,

 He fell and broke a bone,

 That’s Fle, with a broken old knee.


I don’t care what you call me

as long as you enjoy reading my stories

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Posted by on March 18, 2014 in poems


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