This is so funny! You could find your version touted as a 'traditional'
variation one day...

Merry Xmas

Terri

-----Original Message-----
From: The Pennine Poetry Works [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf
Of Sally James
Sent: 13 December 2006 09:14
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Subject: Twelve days of christmas

Twelve Days of Christmas.

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
A parsnip on a square tree.

On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Five cold things.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Six policemen playing.
Five cold things.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Seven bonny women.
Six policemen playing.
Five cold things.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the eight day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Eight shades of quilting.
Seven bonny women.
Six policemen playing.
Five cold things.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Nine plumbers strumming.
Eight shades of quilting
Seven bonny women.
Six policemen playing.
Five cold things.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Ten writers typing.
Nine plumbers strumming.
Eight shades of quilting.
Seven bonny women.
Six policemen playing.
Five cold things.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.


On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Eleven babies prancing.
Ten writers typing.
Nine plumbers strumming.
Eight shades of quilting.
Seven bonny women.
Six policeman playing.
Five cold things.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.

On the Twelfth Day of Christmas my true love sent to me.
Twelve bawdy greetings.
Eleven babies prancing.
Ten writers typing.
Nine plumbers strumming.
Eight shades of quilting.
Seven bonny women.
Six policemen playing.
Five cold things.
Four crawling nerds.
Three drenched men.
Two purple gloves.
And a parsnip on a square tree.




Sally James

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