On the third day of Christmas...
I suppose I should mention that "My True Love" is how my sometimes boyfriend/mostly ex describes himself. My description of him varies.
On the third day of Christmas My True Love gave to me
Three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.
Anticipating the chickens, I adapted a Turducken recipe for partridge, hen and doves. If successful, I have a contract poised to sign with a local restauranteur.
(To friends and family - yes, this is a fictional account.)