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Christmas Collection

The Twelve Days After Christmas

The first day after Christmas, my true love and I had a fight,
And so I chopped the pear tree down and burned it just for spite.
Then with a single cartridge I shot that blasted partridge
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

The second day after Christmas, I pulled on the old rubber gloves
And very gently wrung the necks of both the turtle doves
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

The third day after Christmas, my mother caught the croup;
I had to use the three French Hens to make some chicken soup.
The four calling birds were a big mistake for their language was obscene.
The five golden rings were completely fake and they turned my fingers green.

The sixth day after Christmas, the six laying geese wouldn't lay.
I gave the whole darn gaggle to the A.S.P.C.A.
On the seventh day, what a mess I found;
All seven of the swimming swans had drowned
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

The eighth day after Christmas, before they could suspect
I bundled up the eight maids a milking, nine pipers piping,
Ten ladies dancing, eleven lords a-leaping, twelve drummers drumming
And sent them back collect. I wrote my true love, "We are through, love!"
And I said in so many words,
"Furthermore, your Christmas gifts were for the birds!"

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