• On the 12th day of fixedmas
    My true love sent to me
    Twelve months of drizzle,
    Eleven nodders nodding,
    Ten hipsters crying,
    Nine Jameses prancing,
    Eight fixed's a-skiding,
    Seven 'Spoks A-spinning,
    Six policemen chasing,
    Five gold lockrings,
    Four courier bags,
    Three Mercians,
    Two lobster gloves,
    And a puncture on the A3.