{APH} 12 Days of Prussia
On the first day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the second day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the third day of christmas, my bruder gave to me:
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
five speeding tickets,
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
six aspirins,
five speeding tickets,
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
seven chronic migraines,
six aspirins,
five speeding tickets,
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
eight beers a' drinking,
seven chronic migraines,
six aspirins,
five speeding tickets,
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
nine frying pans,
eight beers a' drinking,
seven chronic migraines,
six aspirins,
five speeding tickets,
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
ten swiss a' shooting,
nine frying pans,
eight beers a' drinking,
seven chronic migraines,
six aspirins,
five speeding tickets,
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
eleven dogs barking,
ten swiss a' shooting,
nine frying pans,
eight beers a' drinking,
seven chronic migraines,
six aspirins,
five speeding tickets,
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
On the twelth day of Christmas, my bruder gave to me:
Twelve sleeping pills,
eleven dogs barking,
ten swiss a' shooting,
nine frying pans,
eight beers a' drinking,
seven chronic migraines,
six aspirins,
five speeding tickets,
four calling ex's,
three bad friends,
two Italians,
and a baby chicken in a fir tree.
I DO NOT OWN HETALIA.
Merry Christmas, happy Hanukah, and anything else I've forgotten:D Review? Please?