"The 12 Days After Christmas"

At the prince's concert and feast this year the all-girl choir sang this song about what happened AFTER her true love gave her all those nifty gifts in "The 12 Days of Christmas". Grandma and I got a good giggle out of it, so I found the lyrics online for your enjoyment. I'm sure you could Youtube the song and hear how it sounds. Pay close attention to what happens to one of the drummers drumming. :)

The first day after Christmas My true love and I had a fight
And so I chopped the pear tree down
And burnt it, just for spite
Then with a single cartridge I shot that blasted partridge
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

The second day after Christmas I pulled on the old rubber gloves
And very gently wrung the necks
Of both the turtle doves
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

On the third day after Christmas My mother caught the croup
I had to use the three French hens
To make some chicken soup

The four calling birds were a big mistake
For their language was obscene

The five golden rings were completely fake and turned my fingers green.

The sixth day after Christmas
The six laying geese wouldn't lay
So I sent the whole darn gaggle to the A.S.P.C.A.

On the seventh day, what a mess I found
The seven swans-a-swimming all had drowned
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me.

The eighth day after Christmas
Before they could suspect
I bundled up the Eight maids-a-milking
Nine ladies dancing
Ten lords-a-leaping
Eleven pipers piping
Twelve drummers drumming - well, actually I kept one of the drummers for myself
And sent them back collect

I wrote my true love
"We are through, love!"
And I said in so many words
"Furthermore your Christmas gifts were for the Birds!"