12 Surreal Days of Christmas
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Twelve exquisite corpses,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Eleven unexpected juxtapositions,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Ten menageries revolting,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Nine photos of Rose Sélavy,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Eight treacherous images,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Seven surrealist manifestos,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Six soluble fishes,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Five urinals,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Four fur-lined teacups,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Three found objects,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
Two readymades,
And a mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
A mustache like Salvador Dali’s.
Brilliant. My favorite day is the fifth.