Earworms of the past

[kitanzi]

An email I wrote to a friend just now brought back to mind - persistently - the hymns from the church choir that I haven't been part of since I was 17. Now that is an earworm with staying power. (Or, as the Ropers might call it, Brain Sludge. Though I don't expect my former choir director would have appreciated that description.)

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[kitanzi.livejournal.com]

I don't know how many I'd remember in full, but certainly chunks of a number of them. I suppose I could filk them, given that I remember the tunes better than the words. *grin*