The 12 Days of Homesteading Christmas
On the Eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to meeeee,
Eight Bob's a-swimming,
Seven does a-moaning,
Six acres to sqaure bale,
Fiiiiiiivvvveee Beg-ging Doooooogs,
Four rowdy roosters,
Three snotty noses,
Two sparing bucks,
And a blind chicken in the pan-try.
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