On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
Twelve CBFers convening
Eleven gigolos gyrating (selfish sod Mrs H)
Ten boat trippers-a-boating
Nine salsa dancers
Eight tourists-a-tanning (female obviously)
Seven Laffas-a-laughing
Six Nevras-a-nibbling (food of course !)
Five ruby rings
Four estate agents calling
Three Turkish baths
Two cheap flights
And a swallow in a villa eaves
And some things I'm glad she didn't send me
Knobheads-a-knocking
Picketpockets-a-picking
Toyboys-a-thrusting
Mozzies-a-mating
