Holiday Elf

The snow was shining. The moon was shining. It was shining with all its might. And this was odd, because it the middle of the night. 364 days had passed, and the next day was the precious treasured day. The day of Christmas, the day of gifts, the precious holiday. The Holiday Elf, and his buddy, were marching outside the shop. And this was odd, because Santa Claus never told them to stop. They were walking, and weeping, and doing it with all their might. And this was true, because they had great feelings that night.
"Tomorrow is a great day," said the Holiday Elf with cheer. "But we never come," said his buddy, and shed a bitter tear. "You're right," said the Elf, "there are places to see and go. But we never do, or will ever try, because we travel toe by toe!" And then he looked at another elf, and winked it him named Moe. "Don't you think he could," the buddy said, "Invite us on the journey?" "I doubt it" said the Holiday Elf, "And it makes my stomach all turny." Then seven other elfs came to them and said, "What's the matter?" "The problem is, " the elf said, "That we didn't get a platter!" So the elfs went marching into the shop, and their shoes went clatter-clatter.
Went they finished eating, the elf said, "Why was it good to lie? We've quenched our dying thirst, but Santa's trip is nigh!" "I guess you're right," his buddy said, and then let out a sigh.
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