On the twelfth day of Christmas,
indigotea sent to me...
Twelve motorcycles drumming
Eleven jewels piping
Ten hats a-leaping
Nine candles dancing
Eight tapestries a-bellydancing
Seven flowers a-programming
Six movies a-dancing
Five clo-o-o-oves
Four swords
Three rennaissance faires
Two scented oils
...and a sci-fi in a synchronicity.