It’s Showtime

I woke up with “Shipoopie” (from The Music Man) this am. Now it keeps blending into the one from “H.M.S. Pinafore” about the sisters and the cousins and the aunts.

The Kings Keyboard truck pulled about about 20 minutes ago, and no, no kind benefactor sent me one anonymously. The neighbor across just got a gorgeous new, black, upright.
Jealousy (as I’ve mentioned before) is always my besetting sin.