It’s Not All Mary Poppins

George and Darcy do the Twelve Days of Cwiss-Muss

George and Darcy sing as they build block cities on my kitchen floor.

George: On the fuhwust day of Cwiss-muss, my twoo love gave to me, A pawtwidge in a pay-uh twee.
On the second day of Cwiss-muss, my twoo love gave to me… gave to me… gave… Two… birds in a tree!
On the third day of Cwiss-muss, my twoo love gave to me, three Fwench hens, two birds in a tree, and a pawtwidge in a pear tree.

Darcy: All he’s giving her is birds.

George: What?

Darcy: All he’s giving her is birds. Listen. On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, four calling birds, three French hens, two kinda doves, and a partridge in a pear tree. See? All birds.

George: At first it’s only birds. On the fifth day of Cwiss-musss, my twoo love gave to me, [takes a deep breath the better to belt this one out]
FIVE GOOOOOLDEN THINNNNGS!

Darcy: Heh. You said ‘things’!

George and Darcy: FIVE GOOOOOLDEN RRIIINGS!

George and Darcy: Four callin’ birds, three French hens, two kinda doves in a tree, [gasp for breath] and a Partwidge in a pay-uh tree!

Darcy: On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, six geese layin’ down…

George: On the seventh day of Cwiss-muss, my twoo love gave to me, seven swans swimming.
On the eighth day of Cwiss-muss, my twoo love gave to me, eight…

Darcy: Maids a-milkin’.

George: Eight…

Darcy: Maids a-milkin’.

George: Eight…

Darcy: George, you are not listening. MAIDS A-MILKIN’.

George: Eight maids a milkin’, nine…

Darcy: Lords a… no, maids… no, drummers…

George: On the ninth day of Cwiss-muss, my twoo love gave to me, nine… nine…

Darcy [in tones of sincere regret]: We forget that song, do we?
(No, that’s not a typo. He said ‘do we’ instead of ‘don’t we’. Heh.)

George: (a heartfelt sigh) Yeeeeaaahhh….

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© 2006, Mary P

December 15, 2006 Posted by | Christmas, the cuteness!, the things they say! | 15 Comments