Dec 11, 2008 18:44
--venth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings--
Four colly birds,
Three french hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:
...Oh, dear. On the eighth day of Christmas... Hmm, I really am more for hymns. I don't think we have many French speakers, though, so "Quel grand mystère" wouldn't work. Maybe "Angels We Have Heard on High."
At any rate, I think this city could do with a bit of cheer. As long as we're careful, caroling could be a lot of fun. Yuri, you'll come with, won't you? I want to see some holiday spirit in you.
(Trivial OOC: in older versions, "four calling birds" was actually "four colly birds", as in four blackbirds.)