Yes, that’s meant to be sung. Offer up praises to what deity or higher power you follow that you did not see the little seated dance that I performed while writing the song lyrics above. Some things, once seen, may not be unseen.
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May the cities in your wake, burn like candles on your cake. Happy Birthday.