On the twelfth day of Christmas,
desperance sent to me...
Twelve mushrooms drumming
Eleven ghosts publishing
Ten pre-raphaelites a-writing
Nine cats reading
Eight androids a-cooking
Seven dragons eating
Six robots a-walking
Five gho-o-o-ost stories
Four new words
Three short stories
Two john barnes
...and a food in a string theory.
John Barnes? John Barnes? The footballer, or the novelist...?