"On the ninth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree."
Sore throat.
Feverish.
No swimming.
The Little Nyonya.
Computer housekeeping.
The Little Nyonya.
Ip Man!
The Little Nyonya.
Friday, January 2, 2009
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