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A Poetry Soup 12 Days of Christmas

A POETRY SOUP 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me 
	a poet writing furiously
On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	two sleepy poets (repeat each preceding phrase)
On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	three clerihews (etc)
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	four budding poets (etc)
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	five ball point pens (etc)
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	six poets a-thinking (etc)
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	seven books of limericks (etc)
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	eight sonnet ideas (etc)
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	nine burned out poets (etc)
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	ten poems by Whitman (etc)
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	eleven Soupers posting (etc)
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
	twelve books on poems (etc)

Curtis Moorman
8 December 2018

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Jan Allison December 9, 2018 at 6:01 AM She must love you lots Curtis, what a fun take on the original song:-) hugs Jan xx Curtis Moorman December 9, 2018 at 6:53 AM I can only imagine! lol Thanks for stopping by! Hugs from Georgia! P.S. Did you get my poem on Soup Mail about you?

Tom Cunningham December 9, 2018 at 2:00 AM Haha Curtis this is gold, you got me singing it. Tom. Curtis Moorman December 9, 2018 at 2:13 AM Thanks, my faithful friend. I can always count on you to come through.