The 12 Days After Xmas!
The first day after Christmas,
My true love and I had a fight,
And so I chopped the pear tree down,
And burnt 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.
On 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 turned my fingers green.
The sixth day after Christmas,
The six laying geese wouldn't lay
So I sent the whole darn gaggle to the,
A.S.P.C.A.
On the seventh day, what a mess I found,
The seven swans-a-swimming all had drowned,
(I think there's a "my true love gave to me" in here somewhere)
The eighth day after Christmas,
Before they could suspect,
I bundled up the,
Eight maids-a-milking,
Nine ladies dancing,
Ten lords-a-leaping,
Eleven pipers piping,
Twelve drummers drumming - well, actually I kept one of the drummers -
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
(Soprani) Birds!"
(Everyone else) Four calling birds,,
Three French hens,,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree!"
2007-11-26
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