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November 5th, 1927
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Written: 9/26/05
It was icy cold this Christmas Eve,
With Jack Frost in the air,
The wind was blowing snowflake cones,
With winter everywhere.
Santa had filled his sleigh with toys,
His reindeer were ready for flight,
They pulled 'till it hurt - then tried again,
But the storm was too deep tonight.
They were awfully tired, and cold all through,
Yet had to be on their way,
Could someone, or something, break them out,
Without any further delay?
But the sled's hard runners were frozen stuck,
It was impossible to move in the freeze,
Unless Elfa Palooza's typhoon nose,
Could lift them off on a sneeze.
Now Elfa Palooza was a shy little girl,
An elf who sneezed a lot,
But Santa remembered when she cracked the north,
With a sneeze he never forgot.
It was a year ago, in the workshop,
But it seemed like yesterday,
The elves had wrapped the presents,
They'd soon be on their way.
Suddenly; without notice,
Elfa went kachoo,
Sending the toys and boxes,
This way and kabloo.
Santa heard the elves cry out,
He quickly ran inside,
Now, now elfa, it's okay,
You don't need to hide.
Santa and Elfa became good friends,
Another year soon passed,
Santa hurried to remember,
Where he saw Elfa last.
So he cried to her from behind his sleigh,
"You must get us out with your sneeze!"
And Elfa Palooza, who loved him so,
Obeyed when he said, "Please".
She braced her legs in the deepening snow,
Sank her heels to the ground,
Then leaning forward, she raised her head,
And made a brave, new sound.
Elfa, Elfa, she bellowed!
Elfa, Elfa, she heaved!
Then Elfa Elfa Palooooooooooza she erupted!
With a blast you'd never believe!
Reindeer and sleigh and Santa,
Threw shadows against the snow,
Splitting the cold with a crackle,
Waving thanks to Palooza below!
So all the children for Christmas,
Had presents under their trees,
But what in the world would have happened,
Without Elfa Palooza's sneeze?
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