We had one of Bunny's friends over for dinner yesterday, and all three of the kidlets (Bunny, Pony, and friend) proceeded to serenade us with various songs in their repertoire. All three of them have auditions for the Big Winter Musical on Tuesday, and they were trying out various possibilities for audition songs.
One of the performances was a re-write of "Hakuna Matata," as written by Bunny and one of her other friends:
Avada Kedavra
What a wonderful phrase.
Avada Kedavra
Ain't no passing craze.
It means I'll kill ya.
It's the end of your days.
It's our killing spree
Philosophy.
Avada Kedavra!
Bunny's friend has an older sister who is in Pony's class, and has been in a number of plays as well. So, I asked "Do you sing at the dinner table at home too?"
Imagine my sorrow at hearing the answer was "no." But then, I guess not everybody also holds hands for grace and then does the Wave before eating too. How sad for them!
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