The Twelve Gifts of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me

A Japanese transistor radio.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me

Green polka-dot pajamas,

And a Japanese transistor radio.

(It's a Nakashuma.)

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me

A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,

Green polka-dot pajamas,

And a Japanese transistor radio.

(It's the Mark IV model. That's the one that's discontinued.)

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me

A simulated alligator wallet,

A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,

Green polka-dot pajamas,

And a Japanese transistor radio.

(And it comes in a leatherette case with holes in it,

so you can listen right through the case.)

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me

A statue of a lady, with a clock where her stomach ought to be,

A simulated alligator wallet,

A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,

Green polka-dot pajamas,

And a Japanese transistor radio.

(And it has a wire with a thing on one end that you

can stick in your ear, and a thing on the other end

that you can't stick anywhere, because it's bent.)

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me

A hammered aluminum nutcracker,

And all that other stuff,

And a Japanese transistor radio.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me

A pink satin pillow that says San Diego, with fringe all around it,

And all that other stuff,

And a Japanese transistor radio.

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me

An indoor plastic birdbath,

And all that other stuff,

And a Japanese transistor radio.

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