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The Twelve Steps of MA

Written By, Anonymous

The Twelve Steps of MA
(Sung in the style of “The 12 Days of Christmas”)

For the 1st step of MA my sponsor sent to me
…the powerless version of me

For the 2nd step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… two brand new slogans, and the powerless version of me.

For the 3rd step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… three sample prayers, two brand new slogans, and the powerless version of me.

For the 4th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… four 4th step spreadsheets, etc.

For the 5th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
…five new defects, etc.

For the 6th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
..six ways to get ready, etc.

For the 7th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… seven rocks I won’t drop, etc.

For the 8th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… eight amends I despise, etc.

For the 9th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… nine frightening convos, etc.

For the 10th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… ten more inventories, etc.

For the 11th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… eleven prayers repeating, etc.

For the 12th step of MA my sponsor sent to me
… twelve service options, etc.

Published in ANL – December 2024


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