Those were the days my friend
We'd thought they'd never end
I talking about this damn Christmas song with twelve days that don’t want to end. The song brings too many unanswered questions to a guy with an analytical engineering trained mind like mine.
First off, the PNC bank who calculates the gifting cost says the gifts are cumulative (364 gifts). So for example at the end we have 42 nesting geese who would require lots of space. Also, do the performers stay and for how long? 30 leaping lords have destroyed my living room and brought the village police down to investigate.
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| The geese and swans have ruined our garden pond |
The little drummers are now drumming the many days gifts into my synapses. The partridges had long died from fowl overcrowding and the swans couldn't swim in the frozen pond. What on the surface seems like a cute song is really a logistical and environmental disaster.
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BTW - I want your opinion, doesn’t “on the duodenary day” sound much better?.
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