On the twelfth day of Christmas,
The Urchins sent to me
Twelve US treasons,
Eleven Frasier seasons,
Ten jokes on septics,
Nine Sainsbury Basics,
Eight layers of clothing,
Seven bills they’re owing,
Six books on travel,
Five UK channels,
Four pints of cider,
Three starving writers,
Two crumpled fivers,
And a movement on a global art scale!
The Urchins wish you happy holidays!
