Oh, ok. Five golden rings. That's cool. Fine he can keep sending gifts...
Wait what? Six geese?! I knew I shouldn't have trusted him!
(Call it off soon or you end up with gift of milkers.)
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Children's carols aren't obliged to make any kind of sense, but I always imagined it as an aristocratic lady with a huge country manor getting lovebombed with outrageous gifts from her suitor, just because he can.
Endless birds is less annoying when you can be like:
claps hands "Sebastian, put these in the dovecote with the others, would you please?"
"Certainly ma'am."
Bro, it's 12 days full of fowl. It's birds all the way down. Like some seasonal 12 layer turducken.
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Erin learned this the hard way.
I mean,you can eat the birds or their eggs. To someone living in the pre-19th century, that's a winning lottery ticket
and then you start getting gifted people 😨
Will just leave this here
Yet Another Partridge in a Pear Tree
It's all the letters back to the guy who's sending all the birds and it's brilliant
Don't forget the fresh pears!
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If you get over the minor hurdle of understanding icelandic you will understand how relevant and funny this is.
I don't think they were gifts.
They were daily threats.
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