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For @JimGaffigan: 12 Days of Star Wars

Inspired by a tweet by Jim Gaffigan, here’s a parody of 12 Days of Christmas, but about Star Wars for his son who claims his favorite Christmas song is STAR WARS (smart kid):

On the first day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

A Droid in a sandy desert.

On the second day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Two jawa scavengers and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the third day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the fourth day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the fifth day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Five TIE fighters. Four Jedi Knights, four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the sixth day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Six furry Ewoks, five TIE Fighters, four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the seventh day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Seven Gungans-a-swimming, six furry Ewoks, five TIE Fighters, four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the eighth day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Eight Senators a-bilking, seven Gungans-a-swimming, six furry Ewoks, five TIE Fighters, four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the ninth day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Nine Tuskens dancing, eight Senators a-bilking, seven Gungans-a-swimming, six furry Ewoks, five TIE Fighters, four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the tenth day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Ten Siths-a-leaping, nine Tuskens dancing, eight Senators a-bilking, seven Gungans-a-swimming, six furry Ewoks, five TIE Fighters, four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the eleventh day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Eleven Wookies fighting, ten Siths-a-leaping, nine Tuskens dancing, eight Senators a-bilking, seven Gungans-a-swimming, six furry Ewoks, five TIE Fighters, four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

On the twelfth day of Star Wars, my Yoda to me gave:

Twelve Biths drumming, eleven Wookies fighting, ten Siths-a-leaping, nine Tuskens dancing, eight Senators a-bilking, seven Gungans-a-swimming, six furry Ewoks, five TIE Fighters, four Jedi Knights, three Storm Troopers, two Jawa scavengers, and a Droid in a sandy desert.

 

 

12 Days of Christmas Challenge: Postpartum the Sneaky Mood Disorder

Just last week, I put a call out on Twitter for Christmas Song Suggestions for a blog project. Today starts this project. Last year, I did a 12 days of Christmas during which I took 12 Postpartum Myths and explained them. This year, I decided to really challenge myself. It’s not meant to be as informative as last years but is instead a bit more free-spirited. I’ll be rewriting 12 Christmas songs for the next 12 days to fit the theme of Postpartum Mood Disorders and the experience they impart. Some may be more fact based than others but keep in mind the format to which I’ve constrained myself. I have to keep with the flow of the song in regards to syllables, etc. And no, I will not be offering audio versions of these songs. Well maybe. I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet. What do you think? (I warn you, I’m not the best singer in the world. Please don’t make me sing.)

Today’s post is based on “Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer.” Enjoy and have a happy holiday season!

Postpartum, the sneaky mood disorder,

has a very stealthy mode.

And if you ever have it,

you would even say it blows.

All of the other mommies

used to laugh and bond with baby.

They never let us see them

fail at their baby games.

Then one tough morning

Mama came to say:

“Postpartum with your mood so foul,

won’t you let me laugh tonight?”

Then all the mamas rallied

as they shouted out with zeal,

Mama, you’re not alone,

we’re heading off to heal!