Dear Brigid,
We were "molested by bees," while going "from house to house." But we soldiered on "with vigor and vim, firm and determined in this time of the end." Lalalala!
My favorite, sung by a little sister, many years ago:
"Hey there, all you thirsty worms, come and get ice water free."
Humorously yours,
CoCo
P.S. So, if we went back, we would sing our own words, and no more PRESENT TRUTH!