A Holy Flight In The Night!

The holy ghost writer has the Order by his side. The cat will give such a tale a ride. I can rip off the order too. They may come after me though at my zoo. Although they supposedly like cats. But just in case I'll put a booby trap under our door mats.

The elf king had come to Earth.
He was looking for something of worth.
But he found nothing at all.
So he went peacefully back to his hall.

And that is the end.
Damn, what a story I send.
What? You don't think so?
Damn, my tale will have to grow.

The elf king came back to Earth.
His wife was about to give birth.
He wanted a pretty flower.
Sadly he showed up in a snow shower.

The end is near.
Give me a cheer?
No? Damn you.
Making me work at my zoo.

The elf king went to the Florida Keys.
There he took in a breeze.
There he found some flower.
He zapped home with his power.

All done and over.
Now go bug rover.
You're still here?
Hmph, don't give me that peer.

His wife gave birth later on.
It was around dawn.
50,000 elves popped out.
That really made her shout.

End of the line.
So says the feline.
What? You want more?
Fine, I'll add to the lore.

There was no room at home.
So to Earth they all did roam.
They started to take over.
Yep, even ruled rover.

But The Order stepped in.
They didn't let them win.
With mind power, they sent them around the bend.
All elves died, the end.

See? The cat can do it too. The order must love my zoo. I made them all win. Elves may find it a sin. Yes, that really is the end of it. Was the tale a hit? 50,000 babies at once must hurt a lot. Elves need protection more often than not. That is an awful lot of baby gas. It would be really scary to my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.