THE ELFFILTER CLAN--(SOMEWHERE IN FANTSAYLAND)

In the glades live the Elffilter

clan,

Two sons, a wife, and a fairy

man.

They only come out during

the night,

They're a bunch of cheery

sprites.

Bluebells growing everywhere,

Seeing them together, makes

you stare.

When you see them all fly by,

It looks like a group of

butterflies.

Their wings are like cicadas

too,

The most beautiful shade of

sky blue.


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