On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eight maids a milking.
Eight maids a milking.
7 swans a swimming.
Six geese a laying.
Five gold rings.
Four birds a calling.
Three French hens.
An entire day dedicated to fisticuffs. How quaint.
Two turtle doves.
You’ll work on Christmas but you won’t be alone on Boxing Day - you serf.