And A Partridge In A Pear Tree: Part IX Nine Ladies Dancing

Day Nine in our Twelve Part meander through the Twelve Days of Christmas.  Partridge is really fed up now – he’s no party creature and isn’t impressed!  But who turns up next to jolly antics in “his” garden?  For the whole poem click here

Then with aghast he looks again
And there he thinks he spies
Some ladies who have come to join
The party in disguise

For in their heads are feathers and
Some masks across their face
The ladies who are dancing too
With birds – what a disgrace!

They dance about the garden and
The patio it’s true
Some dressed in pink and some in red
And other’s draped in blue

They practice all the party tunes
And sing out loud as well
The ladies dancing happily
For all think this is swell

A Christmas party picking up
That’s going with a swing
There’s quite a crowd of fowl and fair
That’s really quite startling

But who should care just what they do
For all are having fun
Well all except the old partridge
Who thinks his days are done

 

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