Prop up my feet, relax.
Turn on the tube,
Turn off the phone,
And pour some
Apple Jack's.
And then I'll draw
A bath with bubbles,
Make it piping hot!
Might even shave
Off my stubble -
Today it's grown a lot.
But wait, my plans
Are ruined now,
My tub already filled.
Seven swans a swimming
In my bath,
I think I'm ill.
With bows around
Their necks,
And droppings splattered
On the floor,
Can't really say for sure.
A note upon my door
Says, "Merry Christmas
My true love!"
But what you may not know,
You lost me at
Two turtledoves!
