The Elf

I would love to catch that little elf,
the one who hides my shoes.
the one that draws on all my walls,
but he never leaves me clues.

I have never seen him,
he is so clever to stay out of sight.
And to wreck your room like that,
he must have to stay up all night.

To think I have blamed you,
when things have been broken or lost.
When your new things have been stamped on..
whatever the cost.

I should have known better!
my grateful kids would not lie.
We all have to find him,
we all have to try.

I starting to get angry,
I will blow a fuse.
You no the elf were looking for,
It is the one you blame...
when it was not you.