The Twelve days of Christmas

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me:
Four colley birds…..
The Sark pouques made themselves into blackbirds. The word colley is a northern word to
mean coal.
The four colley birds took their place on a tree branch and posed for the camera. The
neighbour’s cat had other ideas. Three of the birds just managed to escape. The others
threw eggs at the cat until it dropped the fourth bird. Traumatised, he went to sit down.
The French hens, turtle dove and partridge watched from inside their bunker, remembering
why they weren’t outside.