On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me ...
ten fords a creeping

nine ladles blanching
eight grades of caulking
seven schwinns a skimming
six greased ball bearings

five random things

four cawl-in-beards
three bench ends
two brittle cloves
and
a small fridge filled with tasty

*probability of access tomorrow*
*extremely low*
*gleefully invites completion*