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The Twelve Days Of Christmas, turkey version

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ShelleyRose

ShelleyRose Report 17 Dec 2018 16:20

:-D :-D :-D

PatrickM

PatrickM Report 13 Dec 2018 23:52

:-D :-D

maggiewinchester

maggiewinchester Report 13 Dec 2018 21:33

:-D :-D :-D

Researching:
Henry Floyd (g x 4 grandad) Allegedly the heaviest man in England in 1842

Allan

Allan Report 13 Dec 2018 21:10

:-D :-D :-D

Maddie

Maddie Report 13 Dec 2018 12:26

:-) :-) :-)

KathleenBell

KathleenBell Report 13 Dec 2018 11:21

:-D :-D :-D

Kath. x

Tenerife Sun

Tenerife Sun Report 13 Dec 2018 10:16

On the first day of Christmas my true love said to me:
I`ve bought a big, fresh turkey and a proper Christmas tree.

On the second day of Christmas much laughter could be heard
as we tucked into our turkey- a most delicious bird.

On the third day of Christmas came the people from next door.
The turkey tasted just as good as it had done before.

On the fourth day of Christmas came relations, young and old.
We finished up the Christmas pud and had the turkey cold.

On the fifth day of Christmas, outside the snowflakes scurried
But we were nice and warm inside – we had the turkey curried.

On the sixth day of Christmas, the Christmas spirit died
As the children fought and bickered – we had turkey rissoles fried.

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love he did wince
When he sat down at the table and was offered turkey mince.

On the eighth day of Christmas the dog had run for shelter
He`d seen our turkey pancakes and the glass of Alka Seltzer.

On the ninth day of Christmas by lunchtime Dad was blotto
He knew that bird was back again, this time as a risotto.

On the tenth day of Christmas we were drinking home-made brew
As if that wasn`t bad enough, we were eating turkey stew.

On the eleventh day of Christmas the Christmas tree was moulting.
With chilli, soy and oyster sauce the turkey was revolting.

On the twelfth day of Christmas we had smiles upon our lips.
The guests had gone, the turkey too – we dined on fish chips.

Researching:
Matthew and Jane Elwood who had my great great grandfather Francis Edward Elwood baptised in 1807 at Horsham Sussex. There is no sign of Matthew or Jane from this date and my great great grandfather was brought up as Francis Edward Elwood MITCHELL