The chief elf norman said
Gutter sweat
Splendid droplets on strings
His toes were cloven
His teeth were squirly and pointy
Knee cups curly
Ding click rings on ears
Norman jumped about
On all four corners
Norman twirled around his golden thrones
Whitewall tyres were a lifetime from his thoughts
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