On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave me
away
in a raffle
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave me
away
in a raffle
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
a love letter
copied, from one she had sent to someone else
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Five gold rings
(of burned skin, from well aimed coffee)
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
two nights out
(locked from the house)
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
An invitation to bed
on my own.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
an engagement ring
back
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
a cup of tea
that had spit in it
on the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
a bottle of cheap aftershave
in my eyes
On the forth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
enough change for a bag of chips afterwards
(but she may not have been my true love)
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
three crabs a crawling