All the way through, to Z straight from A,
The miscreant imps caused chaos each day.
As the spark left his eyes, the cheer left his cheeks:
“I’ll find a solution in the upcoming weeks.”
This is part four of a larger story for Christmas. All parts are in the form of a stanza of a poem. Check back tomorrow for part five!
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Oh, no! Now I’m back to fearing for these little creatures.
I think that fear is justified… We’ll see where the story takes us 😀