The Twelve Days of WallyChristmas

Sing to the Twelve Days of Christmas tune… preferably whilst drunk… if you get bored, just skip to the verse twelve…


On the first day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    A WallyMummy G & T


On the second day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the third day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits

    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the fourth day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,

    Four turd-explosions 

    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the fifth day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Five hours sleep
    Four turd-explosions 
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the sixth day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Six pukey shoulders  
    Five hours sleep
    Four turd-explosions 
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the seventh day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Seven spiteful hair-pulls  
    Six pukey shoulders
    Five hours sleep
    Four turd-explosions 
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the eighth day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Eight lego booby-traps  
    Seven spiteful hair-pulls  
    Six pukey shoulders
    Five hours sleep
    Four turd-explosions 
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the ninth day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Nine pointless tantrums
    Eight lego booby-traps  
    Seven spiteful hair-pulls   
    Six pukey shoulders
    Five hours sleep
    Four turd-explosions 
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the tenth day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Ten iPhone robberies  
    Nine pointless tantrums
    Eight lego booby-traps  
    Seven spiteful hair-pulls   
    Six pukey shoulders 
    Five hours sleep
    Four turd-explosions 
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the eleventh day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Eleven nappy wrestling matches 
    Ten iPhone robberies
    Nine pointless tantrums
    Eight lego booby-traps  
    Seven spiteful hair-pulls  
    Six pukey shoulders
    Five hours sleep
    Four turd-explosions 
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T


On the twelfth day of Christmas my WallyBubba gave to me,
    Twelve nervous breakdowns 
    Eleven nappy wrestling matches 
    Ten iPhone robberies  
    Nine pointless tantrums
    Eight lego booby-traps  
    Seven spiteful hair-pulls  
    Six pukey shoulders
    Five hours sleep
    Four turd-explosions 
    Three Calpol-ed sleepsuits 
    Two regurgitated rice-cakes 
    and a WallyMummy G & T

#HavingaG&Tasyoureadthis
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#Justskiptotheend

Festive WallyBubba – the face says it all…

6 Comments

  1. sharon powell December 9, 2012
    • Wally Mummy December 9, 2012
  2. brinabird December 9, 2012
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  3. KT December 10, 2012
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