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The thirteen days of Christmas

On the thirteenth day of Christmas, my family gave to me:
indigestion and a migraine,
12 chums incoming,
11 gripers griping,
10 uncles sleeping,
9 fights advancing,
8 fir trees wilting,
7 sozzled women,
6 nieces playing,
5 Cold Kings!
4 brawling girls,
3 quenched friends,
2 purple gloves,
and a parsnip with some spare Brie!
Written by Wafflenose (Ellie)
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