You know Bashful and Dopey and Sneezy and Grumpy
Happy and Sleepy and Humpty the Dumpty
You may not recall,
Her most dame-ness elf of them all.

Aunt Elve the big eared elf aunt,
Didn't have no tiny ears.
And if you ever saw them,
You could say they had no peers.
She had a well-tuned trained ear,
She could hear a mime's played game.
She won't forget this Aunt Elve,
Elf aunt's memory's her fame.

Lobe eared floppy dish-net chief,
Santa's said to say.
"Aunt Elve how you hear so clear,
Where'd you get them buckin-ears?"

She's got her trained ears plugged in,
Where the weather's out is key.
Elf Aunt is said knows rain's near,
Or the weather's blistery.

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Aunt Elve is said knows rain's near,
Ears are very finely honed.
All of the weather calls it,
Doesn't need a weather stone.
All of the little elves here,
She's their aunt as they all claim.
They dearly love their Aunt Elve,
She's the girl with ears that aim.

She got groggy Christmas Eve,
Fanta mixed with rum.
Aunt Elve, why's your ears so bright?
Hope my heck the weather's light.

Then all the reindeer shoved in,
They're flyin' blind on Christmas Eve.
Aunt Elve the flop eared elf aunt,
Should be out on admin leave.

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Aunt Elve had too much grain cheer,
Now she has a shiny nose.
The weather chart can't draw it,
Can't tell if it's clear or snows.
They don't know - is the range clear?
Weather girl has come down lame,
What can we do for Aunt Elve?
What if Christmas never came?

But this foggy weather elf,
Hears no sounds this day.
Aunt Elve with your ears offline,
How we get our weather sign?

Let's get those flopped ears plugged in,
Fill her up with hot coffee.
Aunt Elve the red eared did hear,
Nothing on aud-it-ory.

Santa and reindeer loved her,
With regained sobriety.
Because that flopped eared elf dear,
Knew the weather's clarity.

Because that flopped eared elf dear,
Makin' sure we're Christmassy.
Because that flopped eared elf dear,
Makin' sure we're Christ-mas-syyyyyyyyyy...