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And now, the first in a series of Blasts from the Past
from your Loyal Archivist
I believe this little gem is sung to the tune of "Hark, The Herald", may God forgive me.
Well tune up those vocal chords. The next little (cough, cough) treasure from the Archives is from @2016, I believe. Sung to the tune of ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS MY TWO FRONT TEETH.................................
An Archivist's work is never done. Karickeyaoke, indeed.
This is apparently a wild Rickeybird. The rousing carol is sung to the tune of GOOD KING WENCESLAS. I particularly enjoy the humility and modesty, so appropriate in this season of giving and good will. Sing it, Bird.
Thank you, thank you.
As we keep our spirits strong, here is another carol from the archives. 2017 this time. Let's sing it to the tune of THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME (for the holidays).
From the Archived Rickeybird Christmas Song Book
Second Installment
Thank you, thank you.
As we keep our spirits strong, here is another carol from the archives. 2017 this time. Let's sing it to the tune of
THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME (for the holidays).
And now.....................................................................................
IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR, BOYS AND GIRLS.....................................
From the Archived Rickeybird Christmas Song Book
First Installment of Several, courtesy of your humble Scrapbook Archivist
And now, the first in a series of Blasts from the Past
from your Loyal Archivist
I believe this little gem is sung to the tune of "Hark, The Herald", may God forgive me.
Well tune up those vocal chords. The next little (cough, cough) treasure from the Archives is from @2016, I believe. Sung to the tune of ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS MY TWO FRONT TEETH.................................
An Archivist's work is never done. Karickeyaoke, indeed.
This is apparently a wild Rickeybird. The rousing carol is sung to the tune of GOOD KING WENCESLAS. I particularly enjoy the humility and modesty, so appropriate in this season of giving and good will. Sing it, Bird.
More to come, boys and girls, more to come..........................................
And now......................
Your humble archivist opens the Scrapbook of Christmasses past yet again to offer this rousing favorite from 2016. Sing it, Bird. ~cringe~