On the eleventh day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Eleven pipers piping, ten lords-a-leaping
Nine ladies dancing, eight maids-a-milking
Seven swans-a-swimming, six geese-a-laying
Five golden rings, four calling birds
Three French hens, two turtle doves
And a partridge in a pear tree.
Poor Momma.
She's got an inner ear infection which is making her wobbly.
Thankfully, I can't get my vinyl ears infected (only dusty) and I haven't gotten wobbly since Momma restrung my arms and legs.
It's good to be me.
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