Twelve Days of Christmas, Peoria style
Here is the classic song rewritten with Peoria in mind. Feel free to sing a long.
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me five fights over bling, four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me six prostitutes charging $20 a laying, five fights over bling, four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me seven slumlords rent collecting, six prostitutes charging $20 a laying, five fights over bling, four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me eight neighbors drinking, seven slumlords rent collecting, six prostitutes charging $20 a laying, five fights over bling, four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me nine rats scurrying, eight neighbors drinking, seven slumlords rent collecting, six prostitutes charging $20 a laying, five fights over bling, four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me ten developers wheeling and dealing, nine rats scurrying, eight neighbors drinking, seven slumlords rent collecting, six prostitutes charging $20 a laying, five fights over bling, four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me eleven crack pipes piping, ten developers wheeling and dealing, nine rats scurrying, eight neighbors drinking, seven slumlords rent collecting, six prostitutes charging $20 a laying, five fights over bling, four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
On the twelveth day of Christmas my true love gave to me twelve cars a thumpin’, eleven crack pipes piping, ten developers wheeling and dealing, nine rats scurrying, eight neighbors drinking, seven slumlords rent collecting, six prostitutes charging $20 a laying, five fights over bling, four spinning rims, three pitbulls in a pen, two members of No Love and a mob of kids in the middle of the street.
Christmas, life in Peoria | eastbluffbarbie | 
December 20, 2007 10:08 am
ritz cracker, December 20, 2007 @ 10:23 am
Cherry Mistmas in the East Bluff!!!! Great rendition, and that about sums it up. Now it’s time to bust out THE CAPTAIN and some EGGNOG and get the party started right!!!!! RIGHT???!!!!
jadedgirl, December 20, 2007 @ 11:18 am
Hilarious, girl!
Awesome post…
Made my morning!
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Sue, December 20, 2007 @ 12:56 pm
Oh my gosh…that is so funny!
grahamcracker, December 20, 2007 @ 6:11 pm
you forgot to put a part about when they call their kids………Hey little m@#$%^&^%$#@r, get your ass over here.LOL That must be in the extended version.
J8de, December 20, 2007 @ 9:18 pm
I almost took out the whole first day on my way home today………What a pitty that would have been…
ritz cracker, December 20, 2007 @ 11:21 pm
Why isn’t there any mention of THE GOAT or FULL MOONS? Back to the drawing board for another rendition. I’m sure we can put together one great rendition after some holiday nogg.
chef Kevin, December 20, 2007 @ 11:31 pm
Graham –
No, no, no…those are the beginning lyrics to Suzie the strung out crack ho’.
East Bluff Barbie, December 21, 2007 @ 2:48 pm
Ritz,
I had to make the song inclusive to all of Peoria this time not just our block, like 2 years ago. I can write another one for our hood if you would like. Nothing like getting drunk and singing the first one I wrote 2 summers ago!
Circus Monkey, December 21, 2007 @ 4:45 pm
It’s beginning to look a lot like syphilis, everywhere she blows…
RomanII, December 27, 2007 @ 10:51 am
Only good schools(grade),churches and parents/parent who will take advantage of them will ever bring back the East Bluff; an entire new culture is required and will be found only in the above. Now somebody pick up the ball and save what’s left of the East bluff!
Subway Conductor, December 28, 2007 @ 12:50 pm
Come on, it’s not that bad. The East Bluff has problems but it’s not Beruit.
East Bluff Barbie, December 28, 2007 @ 3:13 pm
I live in the East Bluff and there are plenty of good people who are fighting to make it a pleasant place to live. Not everyone rolls over and lets thugs take over. We didn’t and our neighborhood is back to the nice neighborhood it was when we first moved here.
Simone, May 31, 2008 @ 8:12 pm
giochi casin