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By Mark A Leon
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
A carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
FIVE SHRIMP & GRITS! Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Six tourists jaywalking, Five shrimp & grits! Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Seven signs of construction, Six tourists jaywalking, Five shrimp & grits! Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Eight dolphins jumping, Seven signs of construction, Six tourists jaywalking, Five shrimp & grits! Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Nine locals brunching, Eight dolphins jumping, Seven signs of construction, Six tourists jaywalking, Five shrimp & grits! Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Ten chefs a-stirring, Nine locals brunching, Eight dolphins jumping, Seven signs of construction, Six tourists jaywalking, Five shrimp & grits! Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Eleven pelicans gliding, Ten chefs a-stirring, Nine locals brunching, Eight dolphins jumping, Seven signs of construction, Six tourists jaywalking, Five shrimp & grits! Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…
Twelve church bells ringing, Eleven pelicans gliding, Ten chefs a-stirring, Nine locals brunching, Eight dolphins jumping, Seven signs of construction, Six tourists jaywalking, Five shrimp & grits! Four foggy mornings, Three Battery sunsets, Two sweetgrass roses, And a carriage horse blocking Meeting Street.
Merry Charleston Christmas, y’all! 🌴🎅✨
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