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The Elf fell off the cot

And over and under and around he fell

But he couldn’t break free from his rolling spell

So he rolled and he rolled for four days and four nights

And came upon a Human, who was fighting some wights

He tumbled into the Man, and hit an awful tree

And the Human stood up and said, “I’ll plough your mother, see!”

So the Elf hurried up and ran for the trees

But the Human was quick, too fast for him to flee

He ran and he ran but the Human caught up

And cut him down brutally, and just in time for sup!

The Elf lay dead – or dying – in the grass

While the Human smiled wide and said, “Kiss my ploughin ass!”