On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree
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The Twelve Days of Christmas ~ Birds
On the Fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me… Four Colly Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a pear tree.
The Twelve Days of Christmas ~ Birds
On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me… Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a pear tree.
The Twelve Days of Christmas ~ Birds
On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me, a partridge in a pear tree.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
inktober 2017 ~ Found
Dumbledore took Harry in his arms and turned towards the Dursleys’ house.
‘Could I – could I say goodbye to him, sir?’ asked Hagrid.
He bent his great, shaggy head over Harry and gave him what must have been a very scratchy, whiskery kiss. Then, suddenly, Hagrid let out a howl like a wounded dog. ‘Shhh!’ hissed Professor McGonagall. ‘You’ll wake the Muggles!’
Inktober 2017 ~ climb
At the very end of the corridor hung a portrait of a very fat woman in a pink silk dress.
“Password?” she said. “Caput Draconis” said Percy, and the portrait swung forward to reveal a round hole in the wall. They all scrambled through it — Neville needed a leg up — and found themselves in the Gryffindor common room, a cozy, round room full of squashy armchairs.
Inktober 2016 ~ Raven
But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did out pour.
Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—
Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before—
On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.”
Then the bird said “Nevermore.”
_Poe
