Your Diddly Lyrics

On the (Twelfth) day of Christmas my true love gave to me:

Twelve Brussels sprouting.

Eleven poppies popping.

Ten tractors beeping.

Nine donkeys dancing.

Eight cows a-milking.

Seven weeds a-winning.

Six geese escaping.

Five Seedy Balls.

Four Little Turds.

Three drenched hens.

Two turkey breasts.

(And) adventures with Did-d-ly!