Never send to many presents.
On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me a patridge in a pear tree. On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me four calling birds and a patridge in a pear tree. On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me nine ladies dancing, four calling birds and a patridge in a pear tree...
Oh wait, am I getting the order of my true love's gifts mixed up? Shucks.
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