On the Tenth Day of Christmas, My True Love Gave to Me

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love to me ten lords a’leapin’.  It made for quite a spectacle.

“To marry the ladies, plus one for good luck,” he said.

“So there are going to be weddings, are there?” I said.

“Count on it,” he said.

“But until then,” he said, “I guess I will just have to put up with all these rivals for your affection.”

I told him, at some length, that he had no rivals.  I can be eloquent too.

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The Ninth Day and prior.