And on the Seventh Day She… Sang

No rest for the wicked, as they say. Also, sitting inside and listening to the rain pouring and splish-splashing outside made me a little stir crazy. So, here’s a tune that always makes me feel like grabbing a mop, or a broom, or an unsuspecting friend and start twirling around.

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