For the last twenty-four hours, my brain has been singing, off and on:
I'm as corny as Kansas in August
High as a flag on the fourth of July
la la la la la la la la la la
la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la
I'm in love with a wonderful guy!
It's getting downright annoying. For the first 12 hours, my brain couldn't fill in the word "corny" and was
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