I wrote this 2 years ago. Perhaps I should revise it...

The Twelve Days of Skidmas

On the First day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
An F in American His’try.

On the Second day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Third day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Fourth day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Fifth day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Five poop-stained skivvies
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Sixth day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Six hours of bickering
Five poop-stained skivvies
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Seventh day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Seven socks a-smelling
Six hours of bickering
Five poop-stained skivvies
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Eighth day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Eight chocolate couch stains
Seven socks a-smelling
Six hours of bickering
Five poop-stained skivvies
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Ninth day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Nine empty chip bags
Eight chocolate couch stains
Seven socks a-smelling
Six hours of bickering
Five poop-stained skivvies
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Tenth day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Ten “Do I have to’s”
Nine empty chip bags
Eight chocolate couch stains
Seven socks a-smelling
Six hours of bickering
Five poop-stained skivvies
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Eleventh day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Eleven empty pop cans
Ten “Do I have to’s”
Nine empty chip bags
Eight chocolate couch stains
Seven socks a-smelling
Six hours of bickering
Five poop-stained skivvies
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

On the Twelfth day of Skidmas,
My skids gave to me:
Twelve broken ornaments
Eleven empty pop cans
Ten “Do I have to’s”
Nine empty chip bags
Eight chocolate couch stains
Seven socks a-smelling
Six hours of bickering
Five poop-stained skivvies
Four dirty bowls
Three burnt toast
Two pissy sheets
And an F in American His’try.

Happy Holidays!!