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The Elf Singing by William Allingham









The Elf Singing

by William Allingham


An Elf sat on a twig,

He was not very big,

He sang a little song,

He did not think it wrong;

But he was on a Wizard's ground,

Who hated all sweet sound.


Elf, Elf,

Take care of yourself!

He's coming behind you,

To seize you and bind you,

And stifle your song.

The Wizard! the Wizard!

He changes his shape

In crawling along,

An ugly old ape,

A poisonous lizard,

A spotted spider,

A wormy glider,

The Wizard! the Wizard!

He's up on the bough,

He'll bite through your gizzard

He's close to you now!