A Grim Christmas Story

On the first day of Christmas, my true love said to me "Oh Sarah, my sweet pea." On the second day of Christmas, my true love lied to me Oh, what a pity, now he lies on the bottom of the sea On the third day of Christmas, the milkman came to see If my husband was home for a pint of beer The question he popped and my jaws nearly dropped! Oh, what a pity, he had it coming Now there's two on the bottom of the sea On the fourth day of Christmas, the milkman's wife came by Worried to her bones she was, of her husband's life A blow to her head, it made everything all right Oh what a pity, she had it coming, a knife cut her throat Now there's three on the bottom of the sea On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love got revealed He was keen on something else than his wife, that's Me! I went to his mistress just to have a talk Then i went home, or not! That was not a pity, chopped her like meat, put her in a sack Now there's four on the bottom of the sea On the sixth day of Christmas a man knocked on my door Ask for my husband, "my true love" Damn, what a pity, this is getting messy, strangled him to death Now there's five on the bottom of the sea On the seventh day of Christmas, the police knocked my door Told me the milkman's son had given them a call By asking some questions the found out what I've done Oh, what a pity, end of my story Sarah's going to jail! Quickly I came up win a cunning plan "Look at the time, it's almost five, I bring you tea with a special treat!' The poison made them sleep, a dagger made them bleed, time for me to flee! Now there's eight on the bottom of the sea Yes there's eight on the bottom of the sea!