The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me
A package hoarder by the tree




On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Two little loves
























And a package hoarder by the tree


On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Three small men



Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Four year old blurred


Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
A Dive and a sting



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Four year old blurred
Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Mix of drool and playing


A Dive and a sting
Four year old blurred
Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Seven bells brimming
























Mix of drool and playing
A Dive and a sting
Four year old blurred
Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Plate that she’s milking



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Seven bells brimming
Mix of drool and playing
A Dive and a sting
Four year old blurred
Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Sign she's advancing


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Plate that she’s milking
Seven bells brimming
Mix of drool and playing
A Dive and a sting
Four year old blurred
Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Ten month old reaping



Sign she's advancing
Plate that she’s milking
Seven bells brimming
Mix of drool and playing
A Dive and a sting
Four year old blurred
Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Heaven with no griping
























Ten month old reaping
Sign she's advancing
Plate that she’s milking
Seven bells brimming
Mix of drool and playing
A Dive and a sting
Four year old blurred
Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree


On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Delve and a numbing


Heaven with no griping
Ten month old reaping
Sign she's advancing
Plate that she’s milking
Seven bells brimming
Mix of drool and playing
A Dive and a sting
Four year old blurred
Three small men
Two little loves
And a package hoarder by the tree