On the twelfth day of Christmas
My Q love gave to me
Twelve bakers baking
Eleven skykings flying
Ten thwarted sleepers
Nine pedos cornered
Eight elites a fleeing
Seventh Floor is no more
Six feds a singing
FIVE GOLDEN BOOMS
Four tweets from POTUS
Three whistleblowers
Two unsealed indictments
And a Huber in a pear tree!