On the fourth day of Christmas my mum gave to me:
Four Collie birds
Three best friends
two back leg gloves
and
A piece of her favourite pear tree.
OK I know this is a big stretch, but you try finding something to rhyme with calling birds, the first one that came to mind was not light and fluffy that's for sure!
My mum says it will be OK because I'm a Huntaway Collie cross and I'm her darling little angel - picture a sloppy kiss on my head while she says it - so I must have wings (pass the sick bucket there).
'Dad she's kissing me again!'
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