On the sixth day of
Christmas, my true love sent to me six geese a’laying …
Dearest
Jonathan, 12-31
Don’t you
think six laying geese are a bit much? They have overwhelmed my small fowl pen,
and my cook Matilda has to carry a huge basket out to gather so many large
eggs. At her advanced age, this is an absurd burden. Also, their appetites (and
the accompanying problem) are proportional to their large size. Please,
Jonathan, I’m already convinced of your good will. I need no more
evidence.
Desperately,
Alicia.
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