17 May 2012
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, Stood a young elf fresh from work, ready to collect his pay.
The boss elf dipped into his pocket, to search for the cheque for a grand, But realised, with a horrified face, that he'd dropped it and lost it in the sand.
The elf, you can guess, wasn't happy, and began his rant full of swears, He didn't stop with it just being verbal, though, because soon we were dodging chairs.
His rage was terrifyingly pure and great, and no one dared tell him to stop. He could have continued all night, were it not for the intervention of a cop.
"'Ello, 'ello, 'ello, what do we have here?" the jolly cop said with a smile, The elf replied to this question at hand with a ne'er-ending bout of denial.
"I'm sorry, son, but I saw your rage, I saw you attacking your boss, That's never acceptable, not even when, you're unbelievably, stupendously cross"
"Don't lock me up!" said the elf in despair, "I promise it won't happen again" "It better not!" said his boss with a grin "or your pay'll drop from 1000 to 10!"
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