Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Elf Murders on Maplecrest Drive




Stumbled-upon
cutesy poem:

"A little elf
Sat in a tree
Painting leaves
To throw at me.

Leaves of yellow
And leaves of red
Came tumbling down
About my head."








I love autumn leaves . . . when they are on the trees. Tired of bagging and tagging dead leaves. I have big trees . . . and an army of elves. No more smokey cremation of leaves as in the past, just silent, rumpled burial in a sack. CSI Champaign: Elves at the morgue. They asked for it.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Awww, that's just an adorable poem.

Arathi

Tom said...

Yeah, but I'm still raking elf litter.