I'm running this one backward to save bytes. You all know how it goes.
The (New) Twelve Days of Christmas
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
twelve break-up speeches
eleven bland excuses
ten busy signals
nine days of silence
eight awkward kisses
seven nervous stutters
six shy glances
five cell phone rings!
Four doctored photos
three romance surveys
two stilted emails
and a nudge on eHarmony!
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