On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
A COVID-19 vaccine.
On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Two you’re muted.
On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Three conspiracy theories.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me,
Four Trumpless years.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Five sweaty Giulanis.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Six feet of distance.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Seven boxes of wine.
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Eight years of Kamala.
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Nine days without bathing.
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Ten Georgia recounts.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Eleven pounds a-gaining
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me,
Twelve rolls of TP.
