The how many days of Christmas; Part seven.
The seventh day, and the theme is most fowl yet again, I’m beginning to suspect a plot. Yes, seven swans a-swimming. I am going to have to put in a pool now because swimming swans have to swim, don’t they? For now I have a bathtub fill of swans, you could knock me over with a feather. In fact this morning they did, it tickled but I wasn’t. Swan chow isn’t cheap either. They also gang up on all the other birds I seem to have accumulated and the noise is deafening. On top of that, the swans are... Sign in to see full entry.