Elves

Little elves, little elves
Too many little elves
See the way they move,
See the way their ears point
See the torches they carry,
burning, burning, burning
Fire sets a loser ablaze,
He run around, screaming his ass off
And the elves laugh at him
Stupid elves, go away,
I don't wanna go before my time
So die, elves, die!
Cower before my uzi,
Spreading 9mm death all around.
Die, elves, die!
Go to hell, I don't wanna see your ugly mugs again
Just go to hell and die!

By Insomniac, the UV Insenstive Poem guy