On the third day of Christmas 2001, my true love tried to speed up the song, so that year I got many more feathers . . .
Three French Hens . . .
And Four Calling Birds . . .
My true love decided to pace himself after that. I mean, you can only stuff so many pillows with all those feathers . . .
Sunday, December 27, 2009
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