Have you looked and seen the partridge?
Sat up in the pear tree
He’s frozen to the branches cold
And hasn’t had his tea
But in truth he’s rather dotty
At least a little odd
For what bird sits in a pear tree
In mid winter – crazy sod!
So bless him the poor old partridge
Pretty cold; out of pears
Bet he’d happily come inside
To go below the stairs
There cook will make him warm again
And oh so very hot
For we all know what she will do
She’ll put him in the pot
And that will be the end of
The partridge in the tree
But at least it will also end
The leftover turkey!
For the twelve days of Christmas from 25th December to 5th January we will be posting a twelve part poem with a different look at an old classic. Why not stop…
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