Generous Gifts

I thought your gift giving was through
I distinctly remember telling you
Feathered friends would not do
I did not know that up your sleeve
You continued to deceive.

Day six I soon awake
to find my place in a terrible state

Six geese a laying here and there
Eggs and feathers everywhere

Day Seven arrived to me at dawn
A group of several swimming swans
Now 13 fowls I find have I
Such a terrible sight to spy

I figured if I closed the door
This wouldn't happen anymore
To give me gifts that I abhor
I'm not the one that you adore.

It's happened time and time again

Eight maids a milking as many cows,
There's the Nine ladies dancing now.
And if you were wondering where's the men
Lords a Leaping I've got ten.

And as if that wasn't bad enough

you continued to give me stuff

Eleven pipers piping up a storm

And Twelve drummers drumming is not the norm

In short my true love gave to me:

Twelve Drummers drumming which was just quite mean.

Eleven Pipers piping that was not a dream.

Ten Lords a leaping who liked to eat,

Nine Prima donnas on their feet,

Eight Maids a milking up at dawn,

A group of several swimming swans,

Six geese a laying here and there,

The quite unexpected Five Gold Rings,

Four Calling birds which left me without words,

Birds again with Three French hens,

Two Turtle Doves instead of gloves,

And the gift of which I had never heard

A partridge in a pear tree, ever so absurd.

These last 12 days have been quite crazed

In several certainly, sarcastic ways

Good luck to you

For I am warning you

I will have to give gifts 

As generously as you do

Rings of Gold

On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Five Gold Rings
Four calling birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtledoves
and a Partridge in a Pear tree.

I never expected
Five Gold Rings
I never expected anything
The fine feathered menagerie
Made me believe you didn't care for me
Now I realize your creativity
An elaborate distraction's what this had to be

The silliness of feathered gifts
The plan to get me nice and miffed
All that you did
And now it's done
This game my love has been quite fun
As for other gifts
I don't need one
You've done more than enough and then some

The Christmas Poem

I've never dreamed of a White Christmas.
I'm not fond of a Winter Wonderland.
If all my Christmases were white,
Both my troubles and myself would be out of sight.

I'd rather have ham than turkey.
Roasted chestnuts are not my cup of tea.
As for Jack Frost, he'd better not be nipping at me.

Christmas cards I love to write.
Stars will shine so very bright.
May your days be Merry and Bright
The thought fills me with delight.

Yuletide Carols are cool
And tiny tots on vacation from school
Listening late at night for sleigh bells
Hearing  all the old family tales.

Santa bringing goodies for
US good boys and girls
Friendship and happiness
felt across the world.

Say it once and then again
Many times and many ways
Merry Christmas is a time of Love
We should all praise.

Twelfth Day Daze

Eleven pipers piping up a storm

And Twelve drummers drumming is not the norm

For a true love to give to someone dear

 So yes, I got the message loud and clear

Although you tried to kill my ears

In short my true love gave to me:

Twelve Drummers drumming which was just quite mean.

Eleven Pipers piping that was not a dream.

Ten Lords a leaping who liked to eat,

Nine Prima donnas on their feet,

Eight Maids a milking up at dawn,

A group of several swimming swans,

Six geese a laying here and there,

The quite unexpected Five Gold Rings,

Four Calling birds which left me without words,

Birds again with Three French hens,

Two Turtle Doves instead of gloves,

And the gift of which I had never heard

A partridge in a pear tree, ever so absurd.

You could have told me on your own

 As my darling we’re both very grown

Had you said, “I want to be alone.”

I would have left you on your own

 These last 12 days have been quite crazed

In several certainly, sarcastic ways

 Good bye my true love Good luck to you

For in future I am warning you

You’re going to find someone who

Gives gifts as generously as you do!

Milking, Dancing and Leaping Now

I figured if I closed the door
This wouldn't happen anymore
To give me gifts that I abhor
I'm not the one that you adore.

It's happened time and time again
I fear we're now upon day ten.
So many people surrounding me
My life's become a comedy.

Eight maids a milking as many cows,
There's the Nine ladies dancing now.
And if you were wondering where's the men
Lords a Leaping I've got ten.

Prima donnas on their feet
Lords a leaping like to eat
Maids a milking up at dawn
My true love this just can't go on!

13 Fouls

I thought your gift giving was through
I distinctly remember telling you
Feathered friends would not do
If my true love was truly you.

After five gold rings
I believed you were a king
showing me the finer things
that life has to bring

I did not know that up your sleeve
You continued to deceive.
Day six I slept upon my bed
dreaming of the day ahead
A smile of the day before
Within my sleeping state I wore

Who knew that I would soon awake
to find my place in such a terrible state
Six geese a laying here and there
Eggs and feathers everywhere

A bad dream it seemed to me
As I knew this could not be
I'm certain that we discussed this
My attitude towards feathered friends you could not miss
Back to bed  I went find some please
Hoping to wake and this would not exist.

Day Seven arrived to me at dawn
A group of several swimming swans
Now 13 fowls I find have I
Such a terrible sight I do spy
Eggs and feathers flying free
Wet birds all honking noisily

My true love how could this be
I thought this was over but now I see
Your gift giving mission his finally clear
It's all designed to bring me tears!

As Good as Gold

On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Five Gold Rings
Four calling birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtledoves
and a Partridge in a Pear tree.

I am in shock
I am in awe
I am in love with you
My love you are quite true

I will even forgive you
for continuing to bring
all those birds that sing
and other silly things

I never expected
Five Gold Rings
I never expected anything
The fine feathered menagerie
Made me believe you didn't care for me
Now I realize your creativity
An elaborate distraction's what this had to be

Why else would my true love give to me
all those creatures consistently
The game is over
Your plan succeeds
You are my true love
Yes indeed
No other tokens do I need

The silliness of feathered gifts
The plan to get me nice and miffed
All that you did
And now it's done
This game my love has been quite fun
As for other gifts
I don't need one
You've done more than enough and then some

Constant Calling

On the fourth day of Christmas
my true love gave to me
Four Calling birds, Three French Hens
Two Turtledoves and a
Partridge in a Pear Tree.

I forgave you once
I forgave you twice
It was my mistake to
forgive you thrice

I woke up to the morning rain
It's cold and wet and I must complain
Not just about the rain that falls
but about these birds and constant calls

Why oh Why do you torment me?
A silly bird up in a tree
Turtle doves and strange French Hens
Now birds that call over and over again.

FEATHERS FLY
is what said I
now my love I just might cry

No more BIRDS
That's it I quit
Tomorrow dear
please Get with it!!!!

Trois Poules Françaises

On the third day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Three French hens, Two Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a pear tree.

Birds again?
What is with men;
The same gifts over and over again.

I've mentioned before
but I'll say it once more:
No need for the partridge up in a tree,
No need for turtledoves following me
Nor is there a need for Poules Francaises
today tomorrow or yesterday.

My true love charming you may be
But at gift giving let's face reality.
A personal shopper's not destined for thee.

Please listen and hear
Any more birds and I fear
the feathers will fly
between you and I!

Partridges and Pear Trees

On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
A partridge in a pear tree.

Now I don't know about you
but this is something
my true love just wouldn't do.

A bird is grand
but I don't understand
this partridge in a tree.

A Parakeet that goes tweet tweet
A Conjure  with some seeds to eat
A Parrot mimicking all you do
a Cockatiel to play with you

All fine gifts if you like birds.
This pear tree and partridge is just absurd.
My true love please don't give to me
A TV bird within a tree.