For at the North Pole, little Dizzy, the elf,
Could not feel excited in spite of himself;
Not even when headed for Santa’s Sendoff,
When the sleigh and its reindeer would finally take off.
Because, for the whole of the near-closing year,
He’d worked next to Tizzy, and lent him an ear.
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