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Tuesday, December 20, 2011

The twelve days of Christmas

They're not here yet, but I'm getting ready for them. A little positive thinking can get a mule anywhere, right? Here, then, is my projection for next week: 

On the first day of Christmas, FarmWife will give me a magical carrot-cake tree.  
On the second day of Christmas, FarmWife will give me two turtle bars and a magical carrot-cake tree. 
On the third day of Christmas, FarmWife will give me three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me five golden fields, four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the sixth days of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me six donkeys braying, five golden fields, four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me seven oat-bowls brimming, six donkeys braying, five golden fields, four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me eight mares a-flirting, seven oat-bowls brimming, six donkeys braying, five golden fields, four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me nine scones with frosting, eight mares a-flirting, seven oat-bowls brimming, six donkeys braying, five golden fields, four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the tenth day of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me ten bales of grass hay, nine scones with frosting, eight mares a-flirting, seven oat-bowls brimming, six donkeys braying, five golden fields, four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me eleven stalls for sleeping, ten bales of grass hay, nine scones with frosting, eight mares a-flirting, seven oat-bowls brimming, six donkeys braying, five golden fields, four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, FarmWife will give to me twelve tons of sweet feed, eleven stalls for sleeping, ten bales of grass hay, nine scones with frosting, eight mares a-flirting, seven oat-bowls brimming, six donkeys braying, five golden fields, four coffee cakes, three French crépes, two turtle bars, and a magical carrot-cake tree.


Twelve tons of sweet feed: FarmWife says I'd die of it. I say I'd die happy.

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