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Tuesday, September 8, 2026

On The First Day Of Christmas Please draw for me. Comical poem 852 by Angela Lansbury

 

Photo of Xmas tote bag. By Angela Lansbury. 

I was thinking that songs for children should be up-to-date and educational. I want to update a numbers song. I thought of the first day of Christmas.

It was published in 1780 so it is out of copyright. There's a website called songfinder. But I decided it was safer to use Wikipedia. I found the words

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree

On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,

And a partridge in a pear tree. 

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree

On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,

And a partridge in a pear tree. 

My updated version starts:

On the first day of Christmas please draw for me

A parakeet in a pear tree (or A parrot in an apple tree)

On the second day of holiday please draw for me

two black cats and two red roses

three dogs with big eyes, long tails, black noses

four pretty flower posies

five funny little fishes

six filled bowls and fruit dishes

Seven swans, and cygnets swimming

Eight cows, cups of milk and drinking

nine little children dancing

Ten gymnasts bravely leaping

Eleven pretty pipers piping

Twelve little drummers drumming

Thirteen in a choir, humming

Hum-m-m!


During the holidays I went to the park

Just for the afternoon, it soon got dark

We swam in one heated pool

Had a shower to stay cool


We rode on a wooden donkey

And climbed like a real life monkey


We swung on one swing

And climbed up two sets of ropes

We ran through three tunnels

Asked for ice cream, full of hopes


We rode on a little train

Which went round and round again

We saw people walking dogs

And a pond with fish and frogs


We went to soft play at a zoo

Saw an animal or two

I saw one rabbit

Which had a chewing habit


I saw two little sheep

Their white wool was very deep.

It grew dark and we were tired 

From running around with soft toys we'd acquired


And once somebody fell on the muddy ground

For five minutes they cried and wailed a dreadful sound

But their mother gave them a mermaid sticking plaster

And soon they giggled and I heard lots of laughter


And I was yawning and ready for a sleep

At the end of the day and my eyes could hardly keep ...


So we fed the animals some food

But then grandma said we had to go away

So I waved goodbye to pigs and promised

Grinning goats, dears, we'll come back another day.


-ends-

Dears hints at deer.

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Sunday, January 19, 2025

Making Music, comic poem 504 by Angela Lansbury


Musical note, colourful cartoon. Illustration by Angela Lansbury. Photo by Angela Lansbury.  Copyright.


 Yesterday why was I down in the dumps?

I'd had pills, wan't ill, no big reason

No more toothache, no return of breast lumps

Just 'music' nearby, drumming thump, thump, thump


Past midnight, I admit I'm a night owl

But I'm now being forced to stay awake

The outside interference made me scowl

It was far too late to bake a quick cake


For several minutes I felt quite fraught

Then I stopped to review my bad, sad thoughts

And tried to find something good I'd been taught

My age is the stage to start a new page


Lucky people have a house and good health

'though not in the tallest tower of wealth

You can't change the whole world in a minute

When you don't like other people in it


The nearest thing you can change is yourself

Instead of shouting, trying to excite

Rudely saying, 'You're wrong! And I am right!'

It's best to think and write something polite


Avoid bad words which might be misconstrued

Don't be rude, but just change your attitude

So I nodded to the music, and smiled,

I thought, 'I love it! It's free, fun and wild!'


I can dance, sitting down, wiggle my toes

I can toss my hair and wiggle my nose

I can dream I kiss and croon by the moon

No-one complains if I sing out of tune


If I want to dance, I don't need a mate

If I want space to dance, I don't have to wait

If I want a drink, I don't need a date

I don't have to worry that it's too late


When I am tired and think I've had quite enough

Of energetic, acrobatic stuff

My pillow and soft bed are right nearby

I can flop into bed and close my eyes


I can dream the disco dancing's around me

I'm dancing with a handsome millionaire

The lullaby's erotic, hypnotic

Sensual, safe, I sleep without a care.

-ends--

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