“I hope the kids don’t remember that song you used to sing to them about the bird and the word.”
“I didn’t sing it for long. When they got older, I pretended to be the voice of their doll, Sweetie Baby.”
“You know, we still have that doll in case they ever want it.”
“It’s good to keep stuff like that. Actually some of those old songs aren’t any goofier than the ones they sing today. No wonder we’re all messed up.”
“At least the grand kids don’t know the song.”
“Unfortunately I sang it to them as well.”
Linked to Carrot Ranch’s September 10th Flash Fiction Challenge. Charli Mills offers the prompt to use something heard on the radio now or in the past.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
That’s good, Frank.
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Thank you, Dan!
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Lol love it 💜
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Thank you, Willow!
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Always a pleasure Frank 💜
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I think the songs we used to listen too are much better than the ones my children listen too. Dear, oh dear, I must be getting older [smile].
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They are more familiar. Thank you, Robbie!
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Those sorts of things cycle round and round.
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Yes, they do. Thank you, Chel!
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Great little story! I’m accused of doing this with my children, though not with the song you now earwormed into my head! 😄
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Thank you!
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Thanks for the ear worm…
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Thank you!
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Lovely. And I loved the last line the most.
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Thank you!
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Love this😊
Pat
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Thank you, Pat!
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Almost an earworm, Frank — it’s faint — what was that song…? I remember my Dad singing Guitarzan and yodeling. I had forgotten about that.
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The song I was thinking of was by the Trashmen, The Bird is the Word, but there may be many candidates. Thank you, Charli!
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Fun reminds me of some of the jokes my Dad (he should rest) liked to play on us when we were younger… like “Pull my finger” or that if you cut a PB&J sandwich in half – half the flavor was lost.
I was surprised though that some of my home made lullabies were (at one point anyway) remembered by my own offspring.
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It is amazing what our children remember. Thank you, Jules!
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Awe to Loose A Mind
Better Yet Fly
Without Time..:)
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Thank you, Fred!
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I am really happy I don’t have grandchildren cause I’d be the one to sing the songs.
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Thank you, Mary! I do like singing to children. I suspect they think I look funny when I do so.
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