Originally posted Decamber 20-2013
Chicken Coop Chatter©
On the first day of Christmas my car would not start for me,
On the second day of Christmas, the wind blew down a tree, and my car would not start for me,
On the third day of Christmas, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree, and my car would not start for me.
On the fourth day of Christmas, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree and my car would not start for me.
On the fifth day of Christmas the cell phone kept ringing, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree and my car would not start for me.
And my car would not start for me.
On the sixth day of Christmas the hens quit laying, the cell phone kept ringing, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree and my car would not start for me.
On the seventh day of Christmas, I looked a fright, the hens quit laying, the cell phone kept ringing, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree, and my car would not start for me.
On the eighth day of Christmas the roosters crowed all night, I looked a fright, the hens quit laying, the cell phone kept ringing, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree, and my car would not start for me.
On the ninth day of Christmas the chickens went on strike, the roosters crowed all night, I looked a fright, the hens quit laying, the cell phone kept ringing, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree, and my car would not start for me.
On the tenth day of Christmas the predators were creeping, the chickens went on strike, the roosters crowed all night, I looked a fright, the hens quit laying, the cell phone kept ringing, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree, and my car would not start for me.
On the eleventh day of Christmas I tried a bit of sleeping, the predators were creeping, the chickens went on strike, the roosters crowed all night, I looked a fright, the hens quit laying, the cell phone kept ringing, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree, and my car would not start for me.
On the twelfth day of Christmas I was feeling rummy, I tried a bit of sleeping, the predators were creeping, the chickens went on strike, the roosters crowed all night, I looked a fright, the hens quit laying, the cell phone kept ringing, I could not get a break, the bathtub sprung a leak, the wind blew down a tree, and my car would not start for me.
And my car would not start for me.
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