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| o/` On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven pipers piping, Ten ladies dancing, Nine lords a-leaping, | |
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| Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Nothing at all, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree. | |
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